Another Love Letter: You. Me. Couch. Love your wife (bahahahaha XD)
Ugh, always a tease, my dear wife. *stays in the bed instead, not playing your evil games*

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Another Love Letter: You. Me. Couch. Love your wife (bahahahaha XD)
Ugh, always a tease, my dear wife. *stays in the bed instead, not playing your evil games*
*KISSES BACK BECAUSE I HAVE MISSED YOUR KISSES*
*MURMURS "I LOVE YOU"s BETWEEN KISSES*
NO I MISSED YOU MORE *GIVES ALL THE LOVE X 99999999999999999999999999999999*
*IS OVERWHELMED WITH ALL THE LOVE. CANNOT FORMULATE WORDS. KISSES YOU INSTEAD*
I MISSSSS'TH YOU LET ME LOVE ON YOU
I MISSED YOU MORE!!YOU HAVE MY PERMISSION TO LOVE ON ME <3333333
WIIIFFFFEEEE!!!!!!
AJOSIELLWPFKNFKOZPKMSOPXJMDODODLLDLNEJOWLS[INSERT ALL THE HAPPY GIFS AND MAKEOUT GIFS HERE]
Hey mom? Did you or Ma hurt yourselves last night? I heard this thumping and I think I heard a scream... What? Did she forget to get you something for Valentines Day so you pushed her out of bed?? (Other parent should be quite obvious)
*dammit I knew we should have sent you to a babysitter, puts on a smile* No, dear. Your Ma was just being silly. No matter how many times I tell her not to jump on the bed, she just doesn’t listen. *shakes head and lets out a huff, it’s not completely untrue, she really is a 5 year old half the time* She fell, but she’s alright now. *reaches out to tuck a loose strand of hair behind your ear, and then whispers conspiratorially* when you see her, feel free to remind her that jumping on the bed is unacceptable.
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send me anons as my kid
criminally-regal said: I am the mistress of seduction -_^
You most certainly are, dear wife
Who is a cute little girl? *I hand a small plastic block to the small baby who is crawling around on a blanket in our living room* What is taking your brother and auntie so long, hmmmm?
*walks into the room with a bowl of popcorn and chips* August here had a little trouble deciding what he wanted to eat.. so we basically brought everything *sets it down on the table as he sets down the pop he was carrying*