Sunday, May 6, 2012

A spoonful of sugar

Husbands are there to reach the casserole dish on the top shelf. They are there to carry bikes out of the basement. And to walk for morning coffee while you read "just another few pages". And, husbands are there to let you know you ruined a perfectly healthy bowl of cereal with a spoonful of sugar. The cereal is no longer calling my name. That is all.