oreo milkshakes = true love.

this is the picture of true love. 
seriously.
[true love for the item in the picture and for the man that bought it for me.
true love squared if you will.]

last week, and now pouring over into this week, has been really hard motherhood-wise.
i've had quite a few breakdowns including crying during playgroup and in the middle of a Costco aisle.

and when i start getting emotional, i crave junk food like it's my job.
i'm a hardcore emotional eater.
{as in... we have 3 kinds of Oreos in our pantry right now as we speak. plus more cream filled treats i shouldn't even admit to having... and they are all at least half empty. and we just bought them.}

Adam knows this about me, bless his heart, and sweetly speaks my sugar-loving love language.
Saturday night he had to run to the store for some quick groceries before Sunday and brought me back a package of cookie dough. "i got this for you because i thought you'd like to eat it," he says to me.
uh, heck yeah!!
that blessed man. 

then tonight [Monday], after he had to go to the school to study before helping me put Elijah to bed, who was being Terrible with a capital T today and i was ready to pull.my.hair.out., he brought me an Oreo milkshake.
a very large Oreo milkshake.

this guy gets me.
what a good, good man that Adam is.
and i'm reminded constantly of his true amazing-ness.

truest of love indeed.


how do you deal with stress?? do you eat junk like me? :)