Love
--Last Saturday for my birthday J drove me to an art museum to see some dog paintings.
--A few weeks ago he yelled from the shower, "Hey, do you want to see a unicorn?" I warily looked into the bathroom, and he poked his head out from behind the shower curtain. He had used shampoo foam to form all of his hair into a giant pointed spike that rose soapily from the top of his head.
--I was on the phone one night last week, having a conversation that was stressing me out. My husband heard me respond to something that he knew would result in infuriation, and merrily hurried into the room with a bottle of rum and a smile.
I am married to a really good man.
This week! Tell me some nice things about the favorite people in your lives.
Love,
blacksheeped
posted by Black Sheeped @ 7:40 AM
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A nice thing about my husband is that he takes care of my car without being asked.
A nice thing about my daughter is that she always pushes my face into BR's so that WE can kiss before SHE kisses him.
good on you
That unicorn story is the best thing I"ve ever heard.
A nice thing about Jason is that he's always doing things so I don't have to, like shoveling or changing the cat litter or emptying the dishwasher.
Plus, last week when I was stressing about taxes, he mooned me until I noticed (which took a few minutes, actually).
A nice thing about Torsten is that when he wakes up early on the weekend, he tiptoes out of the room and closes the door so that I can keep sleeping, even though he'd much rather wake me up.
Have you heard the Dar Williams song "Babysitter"? There is a reference to unicorns in there, which is what came to mind when I read this.
So, a nice thing about my husband is that he works very hard and NEVER complains. Also, he fixed the treadmill for me the other night, as his silent and steady way of showing me support... and it was only broke for a day! This has to be some kind of GREEN FAMILY REPAIR RECORD>.
The kids- Joan cuddles with me very sweetly, and Kate is always making me smile with her too-thought-out thoughts. Also, they both pile on top of me every afternoon and watch tv while I take a nap. (Marin is napping too)
Marin is giving kisses, smiling on command, and has stopped her ever-loving WHINING, for the time being at least. I am back to being completely charmed by that little one.
My husband is always thinking about me and lets me know throughout the day. He also usually makes my favorite food on his dinner night, even though he has carte blanche to order pizza every Tuesday.
Loves the stories!
A nice thing about my mom is that she's always buying me and the kids little presents and paying for things that she knows might be hard to squeeze into our budget. Not to sound mercenary, I love her for other reasons, too, of course. But I do really appreciate this part of her nature, the giving.
A nice thing about my husband is that he has never EVER said one bad thing about the way I look, even when I've had rough bouts of insecurity about pregnancy/post baby body. He encourages me to work out, eat better, blah blah, for HEALTH reasons, but also encourages me to join him in pizza and ice cream and laziness quite often. I never feel judged for lying around, unshowered and eating danish, on Saturdays.
My husband calls my uncle that is in the hospital with Leukemia "uncle kevin bacon". Because he actually sort of looks like kevin bacon and his name is kevin. This makes my uncle smile and that makes me happy. I am visiting him in the hospital today and asked him what kind of goodies I could bring him and he said he likes chocolate taffey, but don't go out of my way to get it. You bet your ass I am going to go out of the way to get some!
My husband has just started to clean the house on his days off. He also cooks a lot, and enjoys it. The really nice things he does are very sporatic, but it is refreshing to be surprised out of the blue instead of having a ritual of it.
A nice thing about Hub is that he gets up with the kids on Sundays even though he never gets any sleep, and lets me sleep as long as I want to.
For the kids ED tells me every morning that he loves our special time together; we sit for a few minutes and wake up before anyone else is up. He told me yesterday that he doesn't like saying "I love you" at bed time or in the morning because that's when I leave.
CA is just the sweetest pumpkin girl; it's hard to pinpoint. She is always screaming "love you mommy!!" out the door long after I've gotten in to my car. She makes Hub call me at work so she can talk to me. And she jumps in to my arms and gives me the best squeezing hugs as soon as I get home.
I love that you were WARY.
Paul cooks up huge batches of cut-up chicken breast and puts them in 1-to-2-serving-size packets in the freezer for me, because he knows I (1) love chicken and (2) hate cooking it.
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