7QT: Husband Feature

Linking up with Jen again.

Here are some worth-remembering moments with my man because I love him...and as much as he drives me crazy he also keeps me sane.

- 1 -

He took issue with last Monday’s blog post where I complained about his typical lack of long distance communication.

I assured him that I was actually quite pleased with how much he’d contacted me over the past two weeks, and I really hadn’t meant for him to feel “guilty.”

“Oh, I didn’t feel guilty.” He said. “Just insulted.”

Right.

- 2 -

Once when we were watching a second toddler for a friend and I was busy getting dinner ready, Jacob called out to me for help from the bathroom.

“I just have two babies getting into things in here, and I don’t have any hands.” He paused and continued. “Because I’m flossing.”

- 3 -

Some evening before we’d left LA he got home from work late because of a happy hour. He grabbed a container of leftovers from the fridge and kicked off his shoes before coming to sit next to me on the couch.

He leaned in to kiss me, and (because I’m ever the graceful wife) I told him he smelled like whiskey, bacon, and feet.

He smiled and said: “You mean I smell like a man.”

- 4 -

I was laughing about the time he complained that in a post singing his praises I hadn't mentioned his "ass," and he said

“A tailor did tell me once that I had a ‘prominent seat,’ so it’s really not so funny as it is sad.”

- 5 -

After an unusually long silence at the dinner table:

"Did you know I shoot a bow and arrow ambidextrously?"

- 6 -

After I wouldn’t let him discard an old and broken household item because I was sure I could find a use for it:

"OK then, I'll just go put it on your pillow."

- 7 -

He wasn't scheduled to get in until this evening for his weekend visit, and the week couldn't go by fast enough. Yesterday, we chatted on the phone as I drove home in the evening from a friend's house, and I complained about how long the next 24 hours were going to feel before I finally got to see him. He said: "I'll be there before you know it."

Then I walked into my parent's house and I found him camped out on the couch with a beer and a grin.

Well played, Master Rhodes. 

Thank you for still surprising me and for being a husband and a father. Thank you for being the primary photographer. Perhaps someday I'll learn how to use our camera, but until then we can all marvel at your knee caps.