True Love

When we got back on Wednesday night to our house/sauna it was 120 degrees inside with no breeze. It was time for nino to go to bed, so we decided he got the only fan we own in his room. When it was time for us to go to bed, the house had maybe cooled down 10 degrees. But we love him so much we let him have the fan all night. If that’s not love, I don’t know what is. Except maybe it was selfishness because if he didn’t sleep neither did we. I’m just gonna go with love.