My husband is soooo very wonderful. Last night I could not find any of my slipper socks, due to the fact my youngest daughter seems to covet anything her mother wears thus resulting in my things disapearing frequently.
My feet were freezing and he said "Go look in that box on the dresser." I was like "Why?" "Just go look." he said. So I go and look in the box in which he has had to hide my present (due to the fact I am a snoop at christmas time....yes I openly admit it:)...) and drum roll please inside there was.... warm, fuzzy leather slippers. I am in heaven. Christmas came early and my feet have never felt so roasty toasty! Ahhhhh!