I'm not normally one to brag about the sweet things my husband does for me but this one I have to share.
He knows I love Christmas.
He begrudgingly got and put up our tree earlier than usual this year so we could have it for the bad sweater party.
On Friday he said he wanted to take me out on a date on Saturday.
We went to the Christmas Market, the most beautiful place during the holidays with all of its lights and christmas carols, warm drinks and inviting smells.
While we wandered in the market he told me that this was day one of his 12 days of Christmas for me.
Earlier in the day he had gone shopping and after wrapping them up, plopped a bag of gifts under the tree. I assumed these were the gifts for his family being kept separate.
Nope.
All gifts for me to last the remaining days until Christmas.
He is the sweetest.
I love that man.
Our evening at the market was wonderful.
We had apple cider (with whiskey for the one who isn't pregnant) (I miss you, mulled wine) and shared a giant soft pretzel cuddled under a heat lamp.
This is the second year we've gone and the second year that we didn't buy anything other than food and drink. But it's so beautiful that walking around is more than enough.
If you get a chance, check it out before it's gone!
It's open daily until December 21st
Countdown to Baby E's due date: 8 days!
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