In support of Honey.

I had the pleasure of being a guest blogger on www.ctworkingmoms.com, a blog made up of some fabulous women. If you haven't read the post you can go read it now, I'll wait.

Did it make you laugh? Good, that was my goal. But another unexpected by-product of my post was Honey's reaction to it. He was offended because it made him feel like other people would perceive him badly. That wasn't my intent. In fact, I work pretty hard to boast about him rather than be quick to put him down as is so easy to do among frazzled girlfriends.  So anyway, we patched things up and went out to dinner and a movie to see This is 40. Such a good movie. Hilarious. And scarily realistic. It brought up a lot of feelings for both of us good and bad. The overarching message was that even though we struggle through life, we do it together, and that makes it worth it. I've waxed poetic before about my love for Honey on this blog, but now it's time to sing his praises. Here are just a few of the reasons why Honey is an awesome husband and father.

• He wakes up at 5 Monday through Friday so that he can have just a few minutes of piece in the day.  He also goes to work at 6:30 so that he can be home early enough to hang with us.  Yet, he still often puts in 10 hour days. 
• He was extremely supportive when I got the crazy idea to be a SAHM for a year and a half, and is in full support of me walking away from my "real" job, someday, when money grows on trees.
• He is offended when people say that he "watches the kids" and very carefully corrects them to say that he is actually parenting his children.  And he's good at it.  Kitten calls his name like it's a carnival ride and most recently has taken to asking for him all.day.long if he isn't in her field of vision.  He and Lovey have lots of little routines and things that are just for them and God forbid if I try to jump in on them.
• He takes out the trash, shovels snow, sets and removes mouse traps, cleans gutters, mows lawns and all the other mundane crap that I consider beneath me.
• He grocery shops.  As in-does all the weekly family shoppping.  With a least one child, often two, every week.  I haven't been to the grocery store for weekly shopping in years. 
• He plays dolls, ponies, and dress up with gusto and has fully embraced the overwhelming presence of pink in his life.  On the flip side, he takes every opportunity to teach the girls about football and baseball and all things gross and science-y.
• He wrote a letter to Lovey's first teacher thanking her for instilling in her the love of learning.  It was one of the most beautiful things a teacher could get from another teacher. 
• He gets me. Put in another way: he sees my flaws and still wants to wake up next to me.
• He never lets a day go by without telling me, or our girls, how much he loves us and that we are beautiful.

Like most things, I've procrastinated on writing this post, which is somewhat fateful because Thursday is the anniversary of our first date.  Although it wasn't a date, more like two old acquaintances (one who had a HUGE crush on the other) getting together for drinks.  Someday I'll tell you the rest of the story.  But for know I want to say, Honey-if you're reading this, I think you're awesome.  Thank you for making the ride fun. 

As for everyone else, now is your chance to sing the praises of your partner in crime.  What do they do that you'd like to thank them for, but probably never have?