Ok so now that everyone knows I'm pregnant, I can tell you my moments of shame without incurring judgment. Right? Because its always the crazy hormones that make you nuts. Right? Right.
So the other night we were laying in bed watching The Office (hello, best show ever!) when something Pam Beasley said reminded me that my wonderful darling grandparents (thank you Grandparents!) sent us a Christmas card with a monetary gift card. You know, like one of those Visa kinds that's everywhere you want to be? Yeah, well I left the gift card in the Christmas card and left the Christmas card on the Christmas card holder and last week I told Kyle he could dispose of all the Christmas cards. And the gift card was still inside!! Because really, like Kyle would know that I had left the gift card in there. Poor guy.
I instantly burst into tears as Kyle said he would get me another gift card and then I screamed something about how it wasn't the same and cried myself to shame. While I had a temporary mental breakdown, my nearly-perfect man of a husband actually went outside in his underwear and slippers and dug through the garbage until he found.... the gift card. Trash day is today and the card (and what's left of my sanity) had been spared, thanks to my knight in cotton armour.
I don't know what I did to deserve such a patient and awesome guy who would suffer bitter cold and kitchen garbage for me... but I tell you what, he's gonna be my baby's daddy and I am really quite pleased about that.
4 comments:
Kyle is so great. It must be a middleton thing because Kevin is the exact same way!
Yay for baby daddy!! hahaha Nice work Kyle! At least he is keeping his priorties straight #1 keep pregnant hormonal wife happy!!
He handled that so well! You guys are going to be great parents.
This is at least the second rescue outside the house proper with Kyle in his Cotton Armor. Perhaps he should consider (at least) wearing pajama bottoms -- just incase. So proud of him, though, for getting down in that garbage to the rescue!
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