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Let me first thank you for taking a chance and opening up the blog.  I thought it might be nice to start a blog about our first year of marriage, the "funnies" that happened (and continue to happen), and the life that we love to live. 

The title - "You're welcome very little". 
Often times I will ask (never nag ;-) Ethan to complete a task or chore around the house.  These are generally chores that neither he, nor I, particularly want to do but they must get done.  We each have our own timeline that we like to work off - and they are definitely NOT the same timeline.  It was just another typical day for me and I was arriving home about 7pm to start dinner.  Ethan was sitting on the couch relaxing.  First thing I noticed were the dishes.  He had put them ALL away.  I thanked him for doing this, as I always do.  His response - "No problem! Did you notice anything else.........?????"  One of the things I love about Ethan is that he will do things for you and is so excited and proud of what he has done that he just can't help himself to ask if you noticed or if you liked it before you even had a chance to get your coat off.  I took a moment and looked around the kitchen.  He had cleaned out the coffee maker, made the coffee for the next day, and set the delay start.  I, again, thanked him for this small gesture...just one less thing to worry about at the end of the night. I kept looking around to see if I was missing anything else.  Surely the two things that he had done were MORE than enough after our long days at work.  Then there it was....the thing I was dreaming he would do for weeks!  I noticed that he had taken some of his shoes up to the bedroom from the 'shoe store' we keep by our backdoor.  I was so excited because I had been joking with him for weeks about how he has WAY more shoes than I do by the backdoor yet he is always the one complaining about tripping over them.  I exclaimed "Oh my goodness!  You cleaned up your shoes!  Thank you so much!!"  There was a slight pause and a deep breath coming from the living room...."You're welcome very little" he replied in a disgruntled tone.  I just giggled and went back to making dinner.  Ethan often says this after days/weeks/months of finally doing something that I have been asking him to do.  Each and every time it catches me off guard and I think "why don't I use that more"?  It's the perfect saying for letting some one know that you understand that they are grateful for what you did, but that you didn't exactly want to do it in the first place.

I know you'll thank me later for this little saying...to which I will reply "You're welcome very little."