I am loved!

I love color. I love flowers. I love colorful flowers. The landscaping in the front of our house was such a bore so I ordered some flowers through the mail to spice things up. A hundred flowers to be exact, I was a bit excited. So on a beautiful Saturday morning the mailman brings me my boxes of many, many flowers...which I decide at 5:00 p.m. that I am going to plant because I am too excited to wait. If you don't know me, I am not patient person and love to live in the NOW. So I begin by putting the flowers where I want them. I guess my two boys didn't realize my plan because they didn't think it was a good idea for mom's attention to be anywhere but on them. So my dear, sweet, loving (probably extremely annoyed...but didn't show it) husband, starts planting the, what, ah yes, the hundred flowers that I ordered, for me:) So at ten that night he comes in from a long evening of planting, with only getting less than half done.
I am loved because...
A: He planted almost all the flowers for me.

B: He took up his Saturday evening of getting his manly things done off his list, to plant the flowers that I couldn't possibly wait until the following weekend to plant.

C: He gave up his Sunday afternoon nap, to finish planting the flowers that I couldn't possibly wait until the following weekend to plant.

D: Instead of complaining or telling me tough luck, wait until next weekend...he said with a smile, "honey, I can plant them for you".

Thank you Gregory...trust me, in 5 years when they finally look like the picture in the magazine, you'll be so thankful:)