So right now Hubby is upstairs tending to the baby because he is having a hard time going to sleep. At the same time Bubs is waiting outside to "practice fireworks" as soon as his dad is available.
Hubby is tending to both children while I sit here with my strawberries and cream. He does this after work, after taking the entire family out to dinner, after stopping to buy fireworks with the 4-year-old. There is some version of this on any given night in this house. A scene where Hubby takes over all details for me, the kids, and the house, and does it with a smile.
Some evenings he may have to fit in some extra work or stop by Mom's to help her out. Other times he completes a home project like landscaping or cleaning the garage or just cleaning up the kitchen because I didn't get to it.
Yes - he is good. No - he is not on drugs.
This man is responsible. He is the epitome of the "guy who takes care of it". I never worry if he has to get something done. Never. It'll get done. I have so much faith in my husband that it's become passe. I'm sure I take it for granted way too often.
And the family's been talking a lot about dads in general - mostly because Grandpa (Hubby's dad) is moving pretty far away. And so I vote my husband as Best Daddy, too. He really does take half the responsibility of the care for my boys. He can feed them, change them, put them to bed and make them stop crying. He is the main authority figure and their best friend. Hubby knows the kids as well as I and lately has been doing a better job at the care-giving because I've been down and out.
And somehow he is able to put up with me, too. All of my drama and emotion. My chatter, my neediness, my shoes. Yes - I think I am a good catch and I most definitely believe I am a main source of his happiness, too, but I can be a handful. Ya' think?!
It's true. I have a little diva in me. I might be a tad high-strung and a little emotional. All things Hubby is not. This is very good. If every Jules in this world had a Hubby to match, we'd all be very happy and balanced. Practical and dressed well. Clean and fun. Loud, but mellow. Playing the music and dancing to it, too.
Everyone needs a man like mine. Too bad not everyone can have it. I don't think for one minute that I am not he luckiest girl around. I know I am.

I am so happy that you picked out Tim!! He's the greatest! And just right for you - - and you for him.
Posted by: g-judy | July 01, 2006 at 07:29 PM
You've got one of the good ones girlfriend! Tim is awesome :)
You two are perfect for each other in every way
Posted by: Karen | June 30, 2006 at 11:41 PM
Thanx Hubby for making my family happy! :)
Posted by: LonaLee | June 30, 2006 at 10:01 AM