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Love: [noun] leaving half of the chocolate cookie bars so my cookie monster husband can enjoy them too.
Pregnancy: [verb] convincing yourself that he probably took a bunch to work so you can eat two more and just leave him the final two.
At least I didn’t eat all of them….
My husband’s response
I don’t care!
I’ll get my own cookie bars!
Plus, I ate two squares last night after we got home, just to make sure they were still good.
That was my second justification!
1 thought on “Love is a battle field”
i like to pretend i’m still pregnant and eat all the sits. i’m a horrible, horrible, person. 🙂
hi from the ubp!