After dinner last night, Missy asked me if I wanted a piece of chocolate cake.
My response was, "yes." (Well, okay, let's be honest here, it was more like "yes!!!!")
She didn't bring me a piece of cake, though. She brought me a piece of cake and a scoop of ice cream.
Because that's the sort of person my wife is. She doesn't do the minimum for people. She always brings a little something extra. She's thoughtful, and kind. As people go, she's really very sweet.
Like a piece of cake... with ice cream.