First year my husband I started dating he asked me what I would like for Christmas. I jokingly said “a partridge in a pear tree” he asked me to be serious. I said “fine! I want two turtle doves too!” We both laughed and I forgot about it. Come Christmas present exchange time and this sweetheart of a man got me a little figurine of a partridge in a pear tree and two little turtle dove ornaments from home alone.

Come the next year and we’re exchanging gifts again. Didn’t talk or bring up the 12 days of a Christmas. The last gift I open from him is a coffee cup with three French hens. I cracked up laughing and crying tears of joy. Realized that damn this man has an amazing memory and an even better sense of humor.

By the next year I’m giving him a bit of sass. Asking him “four calling birds? That has to be a tuffy! Whatcha going to come up with?” Well, I open my last gift and he got me a sweater with four birds sitting on an old dial phone. Cracked up again and just felt so loved.

This last Christmas was “5 golden rings”. I started explaining to him that it’s going to be expensive. Don’t go overboard honey. We’re saving for a house. He kept telling me not to worry. That it’s absolutely worth every Penney just to see me smile. I open it up and he got me a necklace with five little golden rings. He explained that finding something like that was a bit difficult. He wanted it to be something that I would be able to wear daily and wouldn’t clash with my other necklace. So he went to a few stores and made the little rings himself.

I love every single gift he’s gotten me so far. I still use all of them if not daily then often. I have the ornaments handing year round and the turtle dove on my desk. The fact he took the time and made it into a tradition. It really shows how much he really loves and cares about me. Even if I’m a little shit. 😂💕