Most of my blogging is about the kids, so I thought I'd try out a different subject today.... Big Gerard.
I love my husband. He's a great dad and a great friend.
He kills the bugs that find their way into the house. He usually wipes the blood stains from the walls/floors/furniture.
He takes out the trash and almost never has to be reminded when it's garbage day.
His clothes almost always make it into the hamper.
He can fix almost anything, even if it means fixing the squeaking dryer by placing a used fabric softener sheet between the drum and the wall of the dryer, something that I'm sure our local fire chief would cringe at.
He starts any project I ask him to start. I'll let you know when he finishes them.
He happily runs to the store when I realize I forgot the hotdog buns to go with the hotdogs I'm making for dinner. He doesn't complain that we are having hotdogs AGAIN this week. He also has an innate ability to find 87 other things while he's at the store...things he thinks we just MUST have. Little does he know we already had 86 of those things at home from his last trip to the store.
He also happily runs to the store to fill the propane tank that he swears he filled just last week. Or at least he was thinking about filling it last week.
He never complains about my cooking. He doesn't think I can tell that he's holding his breath while he eats and I pretend not to notice when he eats a bag of dark chocolate peanut m&ms after the kids go to bed.
He is the official bath-giver. It's magical. The kids go in dirty and come out clean. The floor starts off dry and clean and ends up a sopping puddle of mud. Magical.
He says excuse me when he farts. I'd prefer it if he excused himself before he farted, but hey, I guess I can't have everything!
Thanks for all you do, honey!
3 comments:
Good job big Gerard!
and good job Amy for finding him and marrying him!
but where are the pictures of him with chocolate smeared on his face and hands after the bag of M&Ms?? and if fixing things is his way of doing "arts and crafts" where are the pictures???
lol
nice story about a nice guy
(why do "guy" stories always have farts involved?)
Arleen, You are a riot! BTW Gerard is really a great guy. I remember one winter when we were at their house the furnace died. Gerard got the part and fixed it himself...actually it may have been Thanksgiving weekend. Also, Gerard is a great dad and a great shopper.
I remember that broken furnace too. Gerard really is amazingly handy. That was a great solution for the dryer, even if it means Morgan's cute "Squeaky squeaky" won't happen anymore. Oh, and those 86 things from the store you didn't need.... that's what the pantry and the garage are for!
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