Did I just hear him groan when he read that title?
Rob really is the glue that holds our family together. He is calm when I am panicky. If someone is bleeding, Rob can do damage assessment, triage, first aid, apply ice, etc. while I am repeating: "Oh My God! Oh My God!" over and over again and trying to find the phone to call 911.
I, quite stupidly, cannot seem to fathom that two-almost-three-yearolds are not people with whom you can reason. Me: "It is 10 p.m. Abby! Why aren't you in bed? Mommy is tired. Go to sleep please!" Rob reminds me of that complete uselessness of this by saying: "You do realize you are arguing with a two year old?"
He is organized while I am, uh, slightly unorganized. His vehicle has a trash can while mine has trash everywhere (in my defense, the kids usually ride in my car). Our budget is loaded into excel and kept tidy and I just hand over receipts.
Yesterday, I asked him if it was a picnic being married to me and he said: "Yep. Ants and all."
He is fantastically sarcastic and always has a good one-liner for stupid comments and stupid people. Though he doesn't pick his socks up off the floor, doesn't do laundry and creates some truly frightening concoctions in the kitchen (think canned vegetable soup served over macaroni noodles with cheese tossed in), brings the kids some treat every time he goes to the store and has his very own room full of Star Wars figures .... The kids, they like him best (trust me, I asked) and, if I don't want a mutiny, I guess I'll have to keep him around! ;-P
Love ya, babe!
9 months ago