We may be approaching our Ruby Wedding. We may fight and insult and be quite horrible to each other sometimes.
But we can still LAUGH together.
My favourite Husband Wrangling trick happens whenever he is doing the washing up wearing his Lounge Pants/Fat Trousers.
You know. The elastic waisted comfy trews that we all (secretly or not) prefer to wear at home.
I just can’t help myself. And he never knows if it will be a wedgie or a pants down moment.
OMG. The language gets quite blue but he’ll just carry on doing his chore. Trousers round his ankles as I’m crying with laughter.
Romance is not dead here :o)
P.S. Our boys are so used to it that they just roll their eyes and leave the kitchen in utter despair at their parents.