Jeff mostly always refuses to play games with me when it's just the two of us. And I have yet to get a straight answer from him as to why. He cites various vague reasons from time to time, but as yet, none of them have assuaged my compelling curiosity.
But the other day, I quit my job. Jeff wanted to do something special for me in honor of my 'homecoming', so after the boys went to bed, he baked some choc chip cookies, made some Becky-friendly coffee, and did this with me:
Hmmmm...I win again. Maybe *that* has something to do with his game reticence...
Thanks, Jeff, for spending time with me in my love language. :)