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A little known fact about me: I can’t cut cheese. I always destroy the slice – one end too thick, one end too thin. Argh don’t you hate that? Plus I can’t handle too much cheese at once so I like the slices pretty thin which makes the cutting even harder. And chunks of cheese that break off and ruin the whole slice are the worse. Tell me I’m not the only one with this problem.
So when I went to the fridge yesterday to make myself a sandwich and I pulled out the cheese… BEHOLD! 3 perfectly even thin slices of sharp cheddar cheese ready to take on my sandwich. You would have thought these slices were gold. One less step toward my delightful lunch. AH what a guy I thought. I could’ve kissed him right there.
For some reason this little gesture made my day. Isn’t that what it’s all about though? The little things that remind you how much you care about each other? Little acts of serving. Between late night feedings, diaper trash, dinners at 9pm, and never-ending deadlines; 3 perfect slices of cheese brings it all into perspective.
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This is soooo me! I hate my cheese slices. Also, even the handy dandy slicer doesn’t help. Last time I used it I sliced off the skin on my knuckle. Well done!
So true! What a guy you have. It’s often the “little” things like that that end up being the Biggest things to me too. Just knowing they took the time to think of you and bless you without any expectation. Thanks for sharing. It makes me want to do something like that for my Dustin, just to remind him how much I care about him. 🙂 P.S. I am pretty sure we have the same dishes! 🙂
You guys are ridiculously cute. My husband loves cheese toast so much that he won’t let me cut it for him. It has to be just right, which is good because I always butcher the cheese!
Not only do I love those little gestures that hold so much love, I love the moments that I try to scoop them up and remember what life and love is all about. So sweet!