My husband is the kind who it were financialy possible, he would see that I received lavish gifts for holidyas and even for holidays that he might choose to make up. But, the fact of the matter is, we aren’t rich, but he always finds a way to make sure I know I’m loved. One year for Valentine’s he brought in this bear that was bigger than either of kids. This year…a soft puppy dog. Although I’m positive we have most stuffed animals than the Build-a-Bear store, it’s always nice when there’s one that is for me. Add to that my mad collection of Mickey Mouse stuff and my husband osession with those machines outside walmart…am you have stuffed animal overload….but..who cares? Do I look like I care?
