I always swore I would never tell my boyfriend what to wear. And then tonight I caught myself telling Tony to change his shirt.
The way time goes, it won't be long until I'm calling him "hubby" and telling my kids "because I said so!"
P.S. Sorry for the blurry photo, but it's one of my favourites. It's just so him.
P.P.S. This wasn't the shirt he was wearing tonight, but it's one I begged him to throw out because it was full of holes/I never wanted him to throw away because it was his favourite and so comfortable.
P.P.P.S. No, not engaged or pregnant. Promise.
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