Today is my husband's birthday. This made me think about the main reason I make hot dinner.
For him.
I'd be happy with cereal or peanut butter and jelly sandwiches for dinner every night for the rest of my life. (And I really mean that.) But preparing dinner for my husband is one way I can show him that I love him. Some nights all I can manage is popping a frozen pizza in the oven, but still, he knows that I love him so much that I want to take care of him in this little way.
So, happy birthday to my wonderful husband. Thank you for inspiring so many hot dinners.
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