Flour

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Sam walked into his home and was greeted by his four and a half year old son Andrew's laughter. Sam smiled and walked into the kitchen, where the laughter was coming from. He almost laughed himself when he saw what was happening. Andrew was sitting in his chair giggling. Somehow he had been able to put flour all over Emily's face and was now laughing his head off at the mess he had made.

Sam smiled and walked over to his wife. "Hello beautiful," he smiled, wrapping his arms around her small waist. To him, no matter what she looked like (flour or no flour, make up or no make up) she would always be beautiful to him. She was his soulmate and he knew he would do anything for his wife. Andrew had gotten bored of the scene before him so he went back to eating his fresh cookies. Sam kissed his wife gently, knowing nothing could ever change how he felt about her.