Misinterpreting Affection

This morning, while sitting in the parking lot of where I work, I wrote on a piece of lumber I still had in our van. 

I sent the picture, via text, to my wife. 

Valerie then responded with the following hand-written text…

Unsure how to interpret that, I responded with…

Maybe it would have been better if my loving, yet nauseated wife could have sent two separate texts. 

At least I think I understood what she was saying… Anyone else have an opinion??