Made for each other

Driving home from a baby shower this weekend the following conversation took place:

Me: Babe, you know what I hate about the wood floors
Husband: What's that?
Me: That now, when I pick a booger I can't just flick it on the floor because then I can see the booger or maybe step on it.
Husband: You know, I was just thinking that same thing, the other day I had a booger and I had no idea what to do with it anymore.
Me: See babe, we really were made for each other.