Today, we were out and about in the car, getting errands done before Christmas sets in, and we stopped to at the petrol station (the gas station) to fuel up the car.
It was pouring with rain, and the windows were still a little misted up from the cold. Cowboy got out to do the honours at the pump.
I sat and waited in the driver’s seat, pondering dull things like how best to dispose of the broccoli that was fading in the fridge – maybe soup? Or just compost?
Then I glanced in my rear view mirror and caught him drawing this…
… and I got all warm and fuzzy inside. I love him.