Love is working all day, then coming home and making pizzas, cupcakes and choc-peanut butter cookies for your daughter's birthday party/sleepover.
Love is eating your piece of pizza standing up in the kitchen while waiting for the next batch of those yummy carrot and walnut cupcakes to be done baking. I have to make a metric tonne of them as the family are coming round tomorrow. I'd liken the sight of my beloved family feasting to that of a plague of locusts ;-). Ah, bless.
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