Please don’t be jealous, but I share my house with a living saint. He was last seen on my sofa, declaring exhaustion after an hour at the supermarket with our 19-month-old son, William.
He needed to be ‘left alone’ to take a restorative nap.
Yes, my husband Russell is a self-proclaimed martyr. Don’t you know how totally exhausting supermarket shopping is on a Saturday? With a toddler in tow, no less?
My husband thinks he's God - and it's all his mother's fault! (Even in his twenties, she ran his bath, warmed the milk for his cornflakes AND de-iced his car)
Current Status: Blessed (1)
Seeded by Ms CYPRAH View Original Article: 
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Seeded on Thu Jan 10, 2013 9:52 AM
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