Sunday, October 4, 2015

Spoiled. Rotten. Brat.

In all the sweet things David truly does lavishly say to me, it makes me laugh when he hurls the opposite and says it with passion ...

"The problem with you is that you are spoiled. You are spoiled rotten! YOU are a spoiled (pause), rotten (pause), braaaaat!"

Inside I am smiling. I know.

He is so generous with me.

I love him and I love our life together.

Perhaps, I am a bit spoiled.