• The Hardest Job

    Earlier today, Josh and I were trying to get ourselves and the boy ready to go on a mini-food shopping trip to WholeFoods, and Jude just wasn’t having any of it. He answered “Yes!” to our question of, “Do you want to go outside?” but still, he would not cooperate. He didn’t want to wear his coat and made this fact known by yelling “NO NO NO” as he ran away from us. Repeatedly.

    Right about that time, Josh turned to me and said, “Your job is way harder than mine.”

    And that, loyal reader(s?), is why I love my husband.

    Also, he’s fantastic in the sack.

2 Comments


  1. Erin says:

    Lovely post…could have gone without the last sentence…really…

    I’m excited to hopefully come up in a couple of weeks to experience city living with you guys! I can’t wait to see all of the things you talk about Jude doing now. We’ll bring some warm weather from “the south” to you (at least we’ll do our best!). Hugs to everyone!

  2. Red says:

    You had me right up until your closer… ;)

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