Blaine is home from work today and after the kids left for school we went upstairs to do the last bit of work in Kellen's room. He helped me re-hang the shelving, put the clothes up, put the furniture back in place, and clean up the painting supplies.
He was clearing Kellen's desk, which I used as a work station while painting. I heard him mumbling under his breath, then he asked aloud, "Just how many Diet Dr. Peppers did you drink while you were up here?" as he surveyed the empty cans.
"Blaine, what is next Saturday?" I asked.
"Our anniversary" he replied.
"How many years?"
moment of silence to let the gravity of the matter sink in .....
"And if you want to make it to 24, you'll get off my back about the Diet Dr. Pepper", I said ominously.
I think he got the hint, as he cleared the rest of the desk in silence.
Ahhhhhhhhh, marital bliss.