In passing this week, Maren mentioned to Brad that the day had been a doozie, and she was looking forward to crashing on the new couch, eating Bonbons and zoning out with some t.v. Brad was off to church that night and came home a few hours later. He walked in the door with a bag of Butterfinger eggs in hand. "I went to two different stores looking for Bonbons and no one knew what I was talking about." Maren's heart melted. She had unknowingly sent her husband on a wild goose chase looking for a candy that can only be found in Europe or by mail order. And she didn't even care about Bonbons. She had only mentioned them as an indicator that she wanted to be completely irresponsible and treat herself to a few minutes of, well, treats!
He's a keeper!