Mister

Mr is very very very introverted. He does not like social media. I agree. I hate it and love it all at once.  He has repeatedly told me, "I don't want to be part of your social media fodder."

I understand. He doesn't like compliments. He doesn't love to be told he is doing something well without making a dig onto himself afterwords.  He is the greatest man I've ever known. His love is SO big it hurts.  

I love him more today than the day I married him. I enjoy the roller coaster. OUR roller coaster. I've been a fuck up and hard to deal with at times. He tells me so.  He does so in a way that doesn't put me down, because usually when I'm doing it I'm hurting inside anyway. He does it in a way to pull me through it. 

Yesterday we were walking through a store. As usually the kids were swarming around him like flies on horses. They were running in front of him, bouncing off of him, and practically tripping him.  All of this in giggly hysterics as they were just having fun with their Dad. . . Their Father. . . their Male Role Model. . . their Mom's Husband. 

A woman stopped and smiled and said,  "I like him He has fun with his kids."  I said, "I like him, too." She said, "You keep him, girl. You better keep him."  

I do believe I will Mr., I do believe I will. 

Vacation

Family vacations are absolutely a necessity of life. Free from electronics and the burdens of daily life, we really learned a lot about one another. We had so many seemingly meaningless conversations but they mean the entire world to those two little spawn brains. We went to DisneyWorld by way of Atlanta. Yes we drove. The kids were excited by each state border we found. The littlest kept saying how beautiful the mountains were while our eldest was more excited about cityscapes.  Really, the highlights of our trip didnt even take place in the Disney Parks but in the car and hotel rooms.

Seven learned that he could call ten a doodyhead while he was in ear buds and he would not receive any backlash. .

Ten loved Atlanta. Big buildings. The Georgia dome. The traffic. He enjoyed jumping  from bed to bed in the hotel room. He also learned that in Georgia the last word of each sentence is not completely pronounced.  It tends to drop off.

Kids still getting along. It was crazy. I cant believe after that long of a time period with in your face stimulation, these boys never fought.

So many other things, but two of my fave kidisms:

Seven: Dad when you snore in the hotel you wake everyone up. So tonight try to snore in your head, okay?

Ten: Mom, if you work more you will get paid more, right? *yes honey*
Well we should move here. There is a ton of work here in Tennessee. :) Dentistry he noticed way to many mouths in Tennessee.

I loved this trip and I can't wait for the next.

FingerGunFriday = Quality Time Social Media Post

Mr is working the afternoon shift. One of the benefits of having a shift working husband is the creative quality time we have. For example, today we had a picnic on the floor while I've been watching Dexter and doing laundry. He has been scrolling the ipad for the latest and greatest camera gizmos. (seriously I don't understand his obsession with photo lenses but whatever they make him happy) We've hugged. We've cuddled. We've laughed. We've made future plans.  All perfect for a quality time love for one another. He is my soulmate. . . imperfect and perfect in everyway.