At dinner tonight celebrating my step mom’s 60th birthday, I witnessed an adorable moment.
It was my step mom’s brother and his wife’s turn to order from the menu.
The waiter asked the wife what she’d like, and just as she realized she had forgotten, the husband ordered what she wanted for her.
The waiter then turned to the husband and asked him what he’d like, and just as he realized he had forgotten, the wife ordered what he wanted for him.
…The best part?
Neither of them thought anything of it. Didn’t so much as smirk or make a single remark.
Just selfless loving, careful listening, intimate partner understanding—business as usual—kind of stuff.