Still Dancing in the Kitchen

The other Sunday, a sweet, old gentleman in our ward observed us cuddling in the chapel, while waiting for church to begin. As he passed us by, he turned to us and jokingly said, "Hey there. No snuggling in the pews." It took every ounce of self control within me to respond with, "Never do anything to discourage snuggling."... or any expression of marital affection for that matter. :)I'm so grateful to have a husband who keeps the romance in our marriage alive. He makes me breakfast in bed, brings me flowers and balloons (or when things are tight, makes me paper flowers), and never ceases to shower me with affection.

On Valentine's week, he brought me my favorite flowers, lilies. I love them because of their symbolism in the scriptures (see Matt. 6:28, Luke 12:27, 3 Nephi 13:28, D&C 84:82). They remind me that God is watching over me and my sweet family always, and we have no need to worry (a type of fear) but must always be full of faith in His watchful care.However, comically, these poor lilies in full bloom were so heavy on their stems that they began to droop. So we did what any reasonable college students would do... We looked around for something to help the poor little stems to grow upright, and being somewhat without floral tape and sticks, what we found was Tootsie Roll Pop sticks.Never doubt the worth of anything, even a Tootsie Roll Pop. :)