This fabulous Daddy deserves a little recognition. Last week I was feeling a bit overwhelmed. I felt behind on kindergarten stuff, church stuff, and just couldn't get on top of the house work/laundry. This week has been better and brought a few unexpected pick-me-ups that though they sound small, did wonders to brighten my day.
- When Chris got home Monday and found me lamenting the fact that with one week left to go in the month, I have NO money left, he pulled out his wallet and with a stately air, handed over all the cash it contained! Oh how I love cash (because I never seem to have any). Ha ha, thank you honey! Now, reader, don't be confused into thinking wads of cash bring me complete pleasure (well, they do, a little bit) but in quite a non-monetary sort of way it was very sweet and unexpected.
- Before leaving this morning the hubby quickly ran to pick up his dry-cleaning. Unbenonst to me he took my car, which I later discovered, upon using it myself and finding it newly filled with gas! Thanks again sweetie! (Since I had blown my gas money on new winter pants for Matthew--I know, priorities.)
- Also after he left this morning, I went upstairs into our room to tidy up and found he had emptied the bathroom garbage cans--thank you AGAIN honey! This might sound small but just by the way the chips fall is not something he usually takes care of so it was another sweet surprise. (Because, let's face it, the soggy diapes were starting to spill over onto the floor.)
- And lastly, this happened a couple months ago but has to be ranked in the top sweetest things ever done for me. We were traveling home from Utah and had finally situated ourselves on the plane with Chris and the boys in one row and me and Joseph on the isle of another. We had just finished several weeks of vacation (which you understand, left us exhausted), had managed to get our three children, three HUGE car seats, double stroller, and baggage through the airport and onto the plane (also exhausting), and were currently trying to get the kids to settle down and stop annoying the old people in front of us. As the flight attendant went down the isle passing out headphones I didn't even bother to make eye contact. There was no hope me trying to wrestle a toddler on my lap, keep two other boys from driving their father batty, and trouble with cords going from my ears past the toddler on my lap and into the armrest. Chris tried to get my attention about the movie but I smiled weakly and waved it off, too busy catching falling fruit snacks. About a minute later he handed me some head phones (really honey, I can't watch a movie) took Joseph from my lap (you're taking Joseph?!) refused my offer to trade him a baby for a 3 year old (seriously?!) and per his instructions I sat back, had a soda, and calmly watched Leatherheads. The most pleasant movie experience ever. And I know when we got on that plane he was just as tired, just as exhausted, and just as in need of a "2-hour-quiet-time" as me.
So, Thank You Honey. Thanks for watching out for me. Thanks for watching out for my budget, my bathrooms, and my peace of mind. I love you!
Emmy
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Emily you have a fanstastic husband. I remember a very nice surprise I received from your husband. One wintry day in Concord I woke to a foot of new snow on the ground. Lamenting the fact that Murray was out of town and I would have to shovel the driveway myself. I got myself dressed and walked outside and saw a very clean driveway, all shoveled and the snow was cleaned off my car. And as I looked at a car pulling away from the house it was Chris. That's the best surprise I have ever received. Coming from Chirs who was an extremely busy student at the time it meant even more. Give him a big hug from me.
So, you're advertising? K, well, then let Chris know that I need the washer replaced in my kitchen faucet, I have a sandstone pathway that needs redoing, my trash certainly needs a change, and if he can't spare a couple 'o Jacksons, I'd just as soon take an Alexander Hamilton to zip it, lock it, and put it in my pocket. Thanks, woman, so good of you to share.
Oh, my gosh. Anna's story is IDENTICAL to mine! I tell people all the time about when Chris came and unburied me from a massive Nor'Easter where we got like three feet of snow and Josh was out of town. I will NEVER forget it.
Chris is a good man. You are one lucky girl.
Sorry, I had to let you know that I accidentally left a comment on your blog that was meant for someone else. Had to explain since the "This post has been removed by the author." statement makes the "author" seem a little fishy.
I have no idea how I found your blog but I kept looking at the picture thinking "I know this guy!" and then I realized who it was and yes, I do know that guy!!
susi h. guided me to your blog. congrats on a sensitive hubby.
Those little things do mean so much. Congrats on finding a winning husband.
He is a great guy. You are very blessed to have someone to meet your every need.
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