A recent romantic moment sighting at my house:

I was able to take an entire shower the other morning (leg shaving and everything) with no interruptions! I stepped out, cocked an ear....nope, no trouble brewing. I finished getting ready at a leisurely pace and stepped out to "face the music" of not supervising the kids as they got ready.

What I saw was my knight, not in shining armor, but in what his daughter calls his "Princess" or "piggy" shirt (pink with green stripes), holding the baby with one arm and flipping homemade pancakes with the other, all the while calmly directing the morning rush hour. The table was set, the kids were ready and we got to sit down to a nice weekday breakfast together. As he led us in prayer, my heart overflowed with love and gratitude.

What a man.

I'll take that over two dozen roses any day.