Love Is . . . by Joyce in NH

Love is . . . DH running into the bathroom every time wife is tossing her cookies/upchucking/worshiping the porcelain god (you get the idea) while pregnant with each baby, to fan her with magazines and lift her hair off her neck. Then one evening while he is away at a church meeting, love is . . . two little boys in nightshirts, with knobby knees, following his example while Mommy is sick, fanning her and keeping her company. They'll make wonderful, caring husbands some day!