This is how I know I have THE BEST husband:
Upon my departure from work yesterday I called Eric to tell him,
"Don't bother making dinner. I am not even close to being hungry and probably won't be until much later tonight."
(Notice, this implied notion that he would be making me dinner, because, well, he usually does...)
We make a plan that I'll just drop by the house and pick him up for a little shopping at Babies R Us. We'll worry about dinner when we get back.
A half-hour later, as I'm pulling away from the train station, I call him back to say,
"We'll have to go by Babies R Us later, I'm starving. But still, don't worry about it. I'll be home in 10 minutes and I'll just grab something quick."
Eric's response?
"I figured. I already started making tacos and they should be done by the time you get here."
I mean, really!? How did he KNOW!? I swear, I don't pull shenanigans like that often.
BUT HERE'S THE ICING ON THE CAKE:
I'm about a mile from home and that noise I've been trying to ignore the past couple miles just becomes too suspicious not to take a peek at -
I have a COMPLETELY flat tire.
Seeing as though I don't bend at the waist anymore (and lets face it, I have no idea how I'd take care of this under normal circumstances), I knew this was out of my hands. I call Eric... again...
"Uhmm... I have a flat tire... and I'm pretty sure I've been driving on it flat for quite a while... like, since this morning when I left for work... sorry..."
Eric seems completely unperturbed by the recent turn of events, comes down the hill, changes the tire in about 10 minutes and we drive home... to a STILL WARM, fresh-cooked meal.
I think this picture I took over Christmas shows the full extent of his greatness
Upon my departure from work yesterday I called Eric to tell him,
"Don't bother making dinner. I am not even close to being hungry and probably won't be until much later tonight."
(Notice, this implied notion that he would be making me dinner, because, well, he usually does...)
We make a plan that I'll just drop by the house and pick him up for a little shopping at Babies R Us. We'll worry about dinner when we get back.
A half-hour later, as I'm pulling away from the train station, I call him back to say,
"We'll have to go by Babies R Us later, I'm starving. But still, don't worry about it. I'll be home in 10 minutes and I'll just grab something quick."
Eric's response?
"I figured. I already started making tacos and they should be done by the time you get here."
I mean, really!? How did he KNOW!? I swear, I don't pull shenanigans like that often.
BUT HERE'S THE ICING ON THE CAKE:
I'm about a mile from home and that noise I've been trying to ignore the past couple miles just becomes too suspicious not to take a peek at -
I have a COMPLETELY flat tire.
Seeing as though I don't bend at the waist anymore (and lets face it, I have no idea how I'd take care of this under normal circumstances), I knew this was out of my hands. I call Eric... again...
"Uhmm... I have a flat tire... and I'm pretty sure I've been driving on it flat for quite a while... like, since this morning when I left for work... sorry..."
Eric seems completely unperturbed by the recent turn of events, comes down the hill, changes the tire in about 10 minutes and we drive home... to a STILL WARM, fresh-cooked meal.
I think this picture I took over Christmas shows the full extent of his greatness
Yes, he is vacuuming and taking care of Ezra while Jen&Jeff are gone and I'm doing what!?
IDLY SITTING BY AND TAKING A PICTURE!
And as I sit here on the couch, watching TV and eating everything I can get my hands on, Eric is doing the laundry. He just finished sorting through his tools and getting the 72-hour kit ready...
Best of both worlds? I think YES!
IDLY SITTING BY AND TAKING A PICTURE!
And as I sit here on the couch, watching TV and eating everything I can get my hands on, Eric is doing the laundry. He just finished sorting through his tools and getting the 72-hour kit ready...
Best of both worlds? I think YES!
Awww Eric is such a good guy. I'm glad to know he is taking good care of you. He is going to be such a sweet dad.
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