ggfan4life: Mitt would have made a great President.He should have Won!!!
Int that the way it goes
Chapter one hundred eighty: nightmares
I woke up to the bedroom door being shut, I rolled over and felt the spot beside me in the bed to be empty. I grabbed my bathrobe from the side of the bed, before opening the door. “Mitt?” I called. I went downstairs and found him looking out the back door. I walked over to him, and put my hand on his shoulder gently. “Honey, are you okay?” I asked. He turned around, and tears were streaming down his face, as he wrapped his arms around me. “I’ll be okay!” He said. I wrapped my arms tightly around his back, I wanted to ask what was upsetting him so. But by him it owning up to me I figured he didn’t want to talk. “You want some chocolate milk?” I asked. He shook his head negatively. “No, but thanks!” Mitt said. I nodded, before creasing his face gently. “I love you!” I said. He leaned down and kissed me on the forehead. “Thank you, for being here baby!” He said. I nodded, before wrapping my arms tightly around his waist. ” you’re always there for me, it’s the least I could do.?” I said. He grabbed my hand, and lead me over to the sofa. “It was a nightmare!” He said. I nodded, I wasn’t going to push him to say anything else, if he didn’t want too. “I’m sorry!” I said. He just nodded, before pulling me closer to him, making it pretty obvious the dream was about me.
I push the hair out of mitts eyes, he finally feel asleep watching the news. He moaned slightly in his sleep, and my kissed his forehead gently, before wrapping a blanket around us. “Ann” he said sleepily. I smiled down at him. “Go back to sleep!” I whispered. He stretched out, his legs were now hanging over the sofa. “Don’t go with him!” Mitt said. He was pilling lightly on my arm, and he was still very much asleep. I leaned down and kissed him lightly on the lips. “I’m not going anywhere, I’m staying with you!” I said. He smiled I’m his sleep, before rolling over and wrapping his arms around me. “Stay forever! ” he whispered. I nodded, before putting my hand gently on his arm. “I’ll stay forever!” I said. He bureied his face in my hair, and we fell asleep on the sofa, with the news going In The background.
I couldn’t agree more:) mitt has amazing ideas,a nd he’s an amazing person. I would glady vote for him:) (obviously I’m American! Lol)
I personally would love for mitt to run and I’d vote for him. However I doubt he will, America really messed up in 2012 and not electing him as our president. Personally I feel like if he ran he’d either do really well or it be 2012 over again! :(
Ain’t that the way it goes
Chapter one hundred seventy nine: I do
"I finished my chapter!" Mitt said. He placed the book down on the table,and took his glasses off. "Okay." I said. He rolled over and wrapped his arms around my back. "I thought you were asleep!" He said. I smiled up at him and shook my head negatively. "Couldn’t sleep!" I said. He nodded, before pushing some of the stray hair out of my face. "May I ask why?" Mitt asked. I rolled over and looked him in the eyes. "I don’t know!" I admitted. He nodded, before creasing my face gently. "Hours so pretty without makeup!" He said. I smirked brightly at him, before kissing him lightly on the lips. "At least one of us thinks so!" I said. I creased his face gently, pushing back the fallen hair away from his eyes. "You’re naturally beautiful, I’ll tell you everyday, until you believe it!" Mitt said. "You been telling me everyday since I turned sixteen!" I said. He shrugged his shoulders, before kissing me lightly on the lips. "I’ll tell you everyday until I die!" He said. I stroked his face gently, before kissing him lightly on the lips. " I love you so much!" I whispered. "I love you too!" He whispered. I wrapped my arms around his waist. "Now my dead, you need to get some sleep!" Mitt said. I nodded, before burying my face in the pillow and going to sleep.
"Are you excited about picking out your wedding ring?" My mom asked. I turned around, and smiled brightly at her. "Are you sure you don’t want to come with us?’ I asked. She nodded, before putting her hands gently on my shoulders, "this is your moment with Mitt" she said. I hugged her quickly, before going outside to wear Mitt had just pulled in the driveway. "Hey!" I said. He got out of the car, "are you ready?" He asked. I nodded, before running down he driveway into his arms. "I’m so excited!" I said. He wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed me passionately. "This is your day!" He said. I nodded, before getting Into he car and heading goth e jewelry ship. "I have rings laid out, for the rounds range were at!" He said. I nodded before smiling over at hi,. "You know prince dosent matter, I just want us to be married!" I said. He laughed before smiling over at me. "I want you to have a ring big enough to scare men away!" He said. I laughed before grabbing his hand gently. "I think you do a Good job of scaring them away!" I said. He laughed. "Thanks honey!" Mitt said. I nodded, and we drove to the jewelry shop, as the butterflies flew faster and faster in my stomach the closer we got to looking at my future wedding ring,
Because this is a blog about mitt and ann romney,and I try and make it as realistic as possible..if you honestly loved mitt and ann as much as I do, you would understand why I won’t write about affairs.
Ain’t that the way it goes
Chapter one hundred seventy eight: Rocket ships
"Mama, why isn’t dada a space man?" Tagg asked. He was jumping up and down on the sofa, with his rocket ship in his hands. I laughed before shrugging hair shoulder. "I don’t know, ask your daddy, when he gets home!" I said. I just put Matthew to sleep, and trying to keep Tagg quiet was on of he most impossible tasks ever. "Mama, you be a nice space lwady!" He said. I laughed, before ruffling his hair lightly. "Thanks sweetie!" I said. He nodded, before jumping off the sofa and running around with his spaceship in his hands. He put his spaceship down, before jumping back on the sofa with me. "Mama, what does dada want to do when he grows up?" He asked. I laughed, at how serious he was. "Your dad is grown. He’s majoring in business!" I said. He raised his brow confused. "What is buwiness?" He asked. I thought of a way to explain business in a two year old terms. "He wants his start his own job!" I said. He nodded, before smiling up at me. "What do you want?" He asked. I just assumed he was talking about my future job, I shrugged my shoulders. " I don’t know!" I said he wrapped his tiny arms around my waist, and hugged ,yep tightly. "Love you mama!" He said. I kissed his forehead, and wrapped an arm around him. "I love you too!" I said. He jumped off the sofa and grabbed his rocket ship, before running around the room again. "Remember to keep quiet, matts sleeping!" I said. "Yes, mama!" Tagg whispered. "Mama, can I be a space man?" He asked. I smiled brightly over at him. "You can be whatever you want to be!" I said. He smiled down at his rocket ship. "Imma be a spaceman!" Tagg said.
I woke up with a pounding headache, the blinds were now closed were the were once open before I feel asleep. “Hi, sweetie!” Mitt said. I rolled over, and he was sitting up in the bed beside me with his reading glasses on and a book on the revolutionary war in his lap. “Hi!” I said. “Did I wake you by turning the lap on?” He asked. I shook my head negatively. “No, you can keep reading!” I said. I rolled on my left side, turning away from him. “I have a few more pages!” Mitt said. I modded, before burying my face back into the pillow and going back to dreaming about rocket ships.