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Anne & Gilbert

Yesterday morning, around 9am, I went to the cupboard to pull out the formula--Charlie was nagging me about his hungry belly, you see.

To my surprise a sticky note was plastered to the side of the formula box. It read:

"I'll be your Gilbert Blythe if you'll be my Anne Shirley! Love, Kevin"

My heart about exploded with the giddiness of a schoolgirl while nearly melting from the delicious sap of that darling little note. Especially the part where he underlined the "e."

Dear Kevin has lovingly endured 9+ hours of watching Anne of Green Gables (and the sequels) over the past week. I haven't seen them for over 13 years, and when we had to opportunity to borrow them, I couldn't resist. The first film is definitely the best (I'll save my critiques of them for another post) and I giggled and laughed and sighed as I watched and reminisced and quoted... "Diana Barry is my bosom friend!... Would you call me Cordelia?... The Lady of Sherlot!... It was supposed to be a beautiful raven black... PUFFED SLEEVES!"

My husband doesn't like chick flicks (let alone the ones I truly love that take place more than 100 years ago). But true love is watching them anyways, despite the lack of explosions, car chases, or meat.

True love is watching them... and doing that (and so much more) to be my Gilbert Blythe.

Love you, Kevin.


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