Oh, honesty.

Last night around 10:45, Ben and I were lying in bed, about to fall asleep. We had just finished our bedtime ritual of washing, brushing, moisturizing (me, not him), and reading. We then said our prayers, turned off our bedside lamps, and kissed goodnight.

About a minute of silence went by.

I then heard the barely audible whisper of my husband who said, "You wear too much perfume."

I didn't know whether I should laugh or cry at this random bit of honesty. I chose to laugh... and then made a point to wear less perfume today.