I know I say this all of the time--but my husband is a little boy on the inside.
Yesterday, (with the weather being as nice as it was!) he hung his hammock up.
And all day, he was so excited to sleep in it.
I was invited too--but I wasn't feeling too well, and I decided I'd rather have a nice comfy bed for the night.
But my cute husband?
He kissed me goodnight and literally skipped away to go sleep in his hammock.
He was so excited.
But then at about 11:30, I woke up to him crawling into bed and saying,
"I decided I'd much rather be sleeping next to my wife."
Maybe I'll agree to go sleep out there with him tonight so he can sleep in his cute little hammock. ;)
Here is the picture he sent me last night...haha