It’s the little things…

…that make me realize how awesome my husband is.

Even though it’s only been a month since he shot his hand, my husband was able to take this old water pump we bought at a flea market in Tallahassee last summer and turn it into a faucet for our porch. This makes watering flowers so much easier than walking around to the side of the house and filling up my watering can every day!

 

(I think I need a new watering can…someone stepped on mine!)

After all that hard work, he sat down and studied for his hazmat class—which he later found out was cancelled.

I love him!