One Amazingly Tolerant Man

Just in case you didn’t already think that my husband spoils me rotten, this will convince you. Today is my birthday and after showering me with great gifts, Dave asked me what I’d like for breakfast. Because I’m Paula, I requested platypus pancakes. I did detect an audible sigh and a slight eye closure, but he said “sure”. You guessed it – I got pancakes shaped like a platypus.

I think he did a darned good job of it. Realizing that some of you may not be familiar with the duck billed platypus, I popped a picture of one into the lower left corner for reference.

Now that’s true LOVE!