Sometimes after a long day, I sit on the edge of my tub and
wash my feet before bed.
I have a few major painful cracks on my heals and I feel like
washing them cools and relaxes them before I am off in dreamland.
{Plus, I hate dirty feet in a clean bed}.
Last night, Mr. Nielson walked in on me and took
pity on my poor little tootsies.
Next thing I knew I was on my knees, heals in the air,
and Mr. Nielson super-gluing
those painful cracks together.
I don't think anything says "I love you" more than that.
Thanks sweetheart. I love you too.
