Sandwiches with Love
Making the sandwiches before I go to bed is a tedious job, the hubby wants egg while the children want Jam, but they had Jam yesterday!
I really want to go to bed, I want snuggle up and sleep, not be stood here making sandwiches!
Pulling the slices out I remember to open them like a book, so they fit together! Why does it matter if their sandwiches aren’t symmetrical? Who checks their sandwiches? Other than hubby of course!
“Who made a bloody whole in the bread” I snap!
Until I notice the silent thank you and sign of love.
Photo courtesy of Kelvin M. Knight
It’s Friday fictioner’s time again, though this is written from my POV I often wonder what my hubby things about in an evening when he makes our packing ups! Especially now he has to make three sets and not two!