For the longest time (verging on forever), Don and I have regularly done the appallingly cutesy “You’re the best!” “No, you’re the best” exchange.^^

So imagine our delight when the tops of some of our who gives a crap tissue boxes had the phrase printed on them.

I can’t remember know how or when it started, or even who started it, but we began hiding the box top in silly locations for the other to stumble upon.

I think my best effort was hiding it in a pocket of his golf bag. Well, best effort until I recently – when framed it and placed it on a shelf in the music listening room.

I’m not sure I can surpass that, but I will give it a good crack.

♥

^^ Past way-too-cool me would be horrified at all this adorableness, but she should chill. It’s infinitely less exhausting to be Mrs Mushy than Mrs Cynical.