The Cutest Story!

Ok so it probably isn't the cutest story in the world, but I say it comes close.

The other night I made some slice-and-bake cookies. Not as good as a batch of homemade chocolate chip, but still heavenly for me (aka a cookie fanatic!). I put them in the oven and was a little worried because the pan I used was in bad shape. I need some new baking pans.

So I took them out and they were perfectly baked on top but were horribly burnt on the bottom! I usually bake on parchment paper, and obviously I need to do that in the future. I put the cookies on a plate and put them on the table while my husband and I played Skip-bo (one of our favorite games).

I took one bite of cookie and could barely eat it. It was horrible! It tasted like I was eating char. So I stopped at that one bite and told my husband how terrible they were. Then I watched in amazement/disgust as he ate 6 of them! I couldn't understand how he could eat them!

Later that night before bed he admitted that he had to choke them down because they were so terrible. He ate 6 of them because he didn't want me to feel bad about burning them.

My heart exploded with love for him! I explained that it wouldn't have hurt my feeling as I new how terrible they were (and they were only slice-and-bake after all), but he insisted that he just didn't want to hurt my feelings.

I am still feeling all warm and squishy in love after that happened. Thank you God for bringing me such a wonderful man:)