Unfortunately for Will, I am pregnant. And at times do ask him to pick up ice cream (interchangeable with pizza, gummy bears or mojo potatoes from Holden's Party Store). And, now, at times, when he forgets, I do threaten to divorce him. (In all truthfulness though, that man would NEVER forget ice cream. The rest of it, yes. Ice cream, NEVER.) But not today - our last Valentine's Day as a duo. I know that I am one lucky lady, ice cream or no ice cream, to have such a kind, intelligent, supportive and silly partner. Our greatest adventure lies ahead (and around my increasing girth) and I cannot wait to embark on it with Will.Hug each other, people!
