Icecream Cookies

Placing my two candy filled Mario tins and the package of Wonka sour candies on the Blockbuster counter, I realized that neither of us brought our wallet. "What if we dont have enough? I only brought a twenty." I asked Andrew who had just put the swapped out two movies with our pass and was giving the cashier our liter of diet coke and his ice cream cookie. "Then I'd put my icecream cookie back."

Somethings about my husband make my jaw drop and fill me with {warm and fuzzies}. They're usually very little things that he'll do or say...and I've become quite convinced that it eludes him as to how much of an impact they make on me. As we walked back to our apartment, Andrew talked, I laughed, we shared stupid sayings and meaningless comments...but my mind was still back at the cashier's counter. We'd had enough cash on us to pay for our late night run for junk food and movies but I was still in awe. "I'd put my icecream cookie back". Out of the blue I asked Andrew why he would have given his icecream cookie back when it was the only thing he picked up, aside from the diet coke. I had grabbed three things of candy, why would he feel the need to put back his one if we didnt have enough to pay for it all? Andrew's goofy little smile danced across his face and I saw a tickling threat pass through his mind. But instead tickles, his response was simple: "You were happy about those two Mario tins. I wanted you to be able to get them."

So here's to Mario tins that proved my husband is a much more selfless person than I. And by the way, the candies inside were disgusting. But I filled them with mints and M&Ms and now they're perfect.

Dwell in Possibility...

Cassie