Reason #893

Last night, my DH moonlighted for the second night in a row to help buy us new windows after completing his regular week of seven 12-hour shifts. He got two hours of sleep last night, then slept just two hours this morning before taking care of LO so I could attend a shower for a co-worker. He got in another couple of hours this afternoon. He was doing so well (faking it) that at 7:45 tonight when I said I was really craving cornbread from a local restaurant downtown, he hopped in the car to go pick some up for me. He did this even though I ate their cormbread yesterday and plan to go there tomorrow for lunch too. (Apparently he went because I liked a car he wants us to buy, not because I'm carrying his babe.) Still, reason number 893 why I'm so in love with the rock star husband I married!