He loves me, he loves me not, he loves me...

My sweet husband brought me flowers last night. I was asleep when he got home from work but when he woke me up to say he was home, he had some flowers. I was a little out of it and it was dark but from what I could see, they were nice. He told me I needed to go put them in water. I got out of bed and walked into the kitchen to find a vase. There was a bigger bouqet on the counter! (along with a pile of stems, leaves and extra filler flowers because he cut and arranged them himself) He is the greatest husband in the world!