My hubby is a strange creature. He does not tell me that he loves me when I am working, reading, watching tv, feeding his son, reading a book to his daughter. He looks especially happy and indicates his affection for me only when I am doing housework, cleaning, sweeping, cooking, washing and tidying up the house. From the book, the language of love, there are six types of love languages.
I feel very loved when hubby brings me to go pak tor, for movies, nice meals (instead of lamenting how expensive the meals cost - he will order the cheapest item on the menu, making me feel guilty that I am squandering all the money away!). An occasional gift of handbag or wallet or diamonds will be nice (get the hint daddy!). Just as hubby feels very loved when I contribute to the household chores.
That's why we cannot get a maid, otherwise he will fall for the maid in no time.
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ha ha ha, this post is really funny. Keep part-time helpers out of sight too. Else ... you might have a love rival.. =)
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