I'm having a cruddy day. It doesn't really matter why. I just am. And Brad is just about the only person on the entire planet who knows exactly what to do and when to do it when I need to be cheered up. He has a knack for making me unprickley. But he tells me he doesn't mind the prickles and gives me big hugs.
So I got home from a very disappointing errand, put James down for a nap, went to the kitchen and contemplated eating every last molecule of chocolate left in the house and then I saw this...
He makes me smile.
And the chocolate survives another day.
So I got home from a very disappointing errand, put James down for a nap, went to the kitchen and contemplated eating every last molecule of chocolate left in the house and then I saw this...
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaoLFK40FSAoclbkndxcr46Ik-_uJZ6wZEt1eddLOCa0pPRxnOf5hneqEr1rMfQsSGpJ8h65d3rknmcqygUrezwn1R7UZxu7owxGR2V8LyFUlLNVnuAV2m_GBKVAT7Uo-pApx8gvq0spA/s400/010510+002.jpg)
And the chocolate survives another day.
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