Love is sharing a great breakfast.

Love is shown in the little things people do for each other. How lucky I am to  have a husband who continually shows me he loves me. I could fill a whole blog with meals he's made for our family. Not because he wants to eat (since I'm a crappy cook, although I try) but each meal he cooks is made with love.

Thank you, Lorne for being such a great hubby.

Sunday morning frittata we enjoyed together.