Last week, I bought peanut butter M&Ms at the airport on my way home. I've been kind of impressed that after all this time, there were still M&Ms in the bag. It's the "grab and go share" size that ziplocks closed. Anyway, tonight I noticed it was suspiciously full and asked DH if it was new. He grinned and said "No, it's an M&M Hanukkah miracle! There were only enough for one night but they've lasted 8 days!"
Turns out, he's been refilling it because he noticed I was enjoying them. It made me laugh.
Post by judyblume14 on Sept 8, 2017 7:41:01 GMT -5
We usually have a "rule" that neither of us go to bed until all chores are done for the night. I've been a slug lately, because my baby girl hates sleep. Last night, H told me to go to bed, that he would finish the dinner dishes... in addition to assembling our big girl's birthday present (a bike).