Just coming back from lunch,
riding in the car,
the sun was glaring.
Husband noticed me squinting.
Says "Honey, I don't need to use my visor."
"Okay," says I.
"Because i have my own eyebrow ones. See."
(whilst furrowing his brows and showing me how his eyebrow visors work.)
Which causes me to raise my eyebrows.
Some people write cute stories about their cute 3 year olds, while I write them about my almost 30 year old husband.
Got to <3 him.