let's spoon

Spooning... it's one of those things that I would day dream about when I was younger... yes I would picture me.. and my yet undiscovered future husband spooning.  This is the type of thing that occupied my young teen mind... sad.. maybe... but true.

Why am I bringing this up you might wonder?  Well lately I have been rather busy... mostly breastfeeding twin girls... and the first non-baby thing that pops into my mind... spooning... maybe it's because I replaced the snoogle preggo pillow with a regular pillow between us (I need something to support these boobs!) and haven't actually slept near Andrew for months and months... or maybe because we are just so busy now with feeding, changing, and cuddling our babies that a small part of me is yelling what about us... whatever it is... I have spooning on the brain.

So I brought up the whole... why don't we spoon more question to Andrew the other day... and his reply..... shave your head and I'll spoon the f!#% out of you.

Andrew likes to be the little spoon... as in the one getting spooned as opposed to the spooner.  His rationale... my hair.. apparently it suffocates him if he's the spooner.

well I had "man hair" once in my life and I never intend to return to those days of horror.

so tell me... do you spoon?

via Le Love via cristina_aboutdesouffle