My husband bleaches our toilet several times a week because, as he stated to me, he fully knows “how much I visit there”. Between a billion bathroom trips in the middle of the night and spending so much time with my head in there, the toilet and I have become friends. What made me decide to blog about my toilet, you ask? Well, yesterday as I was driving home from the office it occurred to me what an amazing man I have. Not only does he do the grand gestures like packing my lunch every morning, and surprising me by starting his own blogging on our baby page … he pays attention to the details. He thinks about what’s going on in my life and finds ways to better them. Even if it’s vomiting. So he bleaches the toilet.
And I happen to think it is incredibly romantic. My husband rocks.