as I pull up in the driveway, I smile as I see you sitting on the steps waiting for me. we've been married for 3 months, and it's times like this that make my heart skip a beat.

I sigh and get out of my car, putting on a smile and trying to forget about the bad day I had at work. as you rush over to me, I open my arms. "Was my pretty girl waiting up for me?" I wrap one arm around your waist and the other rests on the back of your head.

"Yeah," you smile, kissing me in the cheek. then I pick you up and wrap your legs around my waist as I carry you inside. "Was today a bad day?" you ask.

"Yeah, but I'm okay now that I'm home,"