Last night at dinner Husband did something nice or other, and this is the conversation that followed.
Me: Thanks dear.
Husband: No problem.
Lulu: (with wide eyed concern looked at Husband) Mommy called you dear!
Husband: She did.
Lulu: But… you don’t have sticks on your head?!?
It took us a minute to realize what she meant. I imagine she was staring at her father, just waiting for antlers to sprout from his head.
My dear little deer.