My husband can be really ridiculous sometimes. I mean that in a good way. There are times when he really drives me crazy, like when we disagree about disciplining the kids. He rules with a soft, leave them alone hand. I on the other hand want them to face up to their misbahaviour and there are times when they get grounded or lose a favourite treat or even get hard slap on the bottom from me, depending on the age, cause slapping our teenager doesn't make sense, I just have to take away her phone time and that's punishment enough!
In not being a disciplinarian, he doesn't let them run amok or anything like that. I usually let him handle it unless I see where he should have been more stern then I tell him so away from the kids.
The reason I'm writing this really is because he knows when to totally disarm me and really make me laugh. That deep, loud belly laugh that has me crying!
He did that to me a couple of weeks ago when I had a very bad day, although it was a weekend day and then when I got home the kids were really being out of control and my patience was really thin. It was like having PMS, actually now that I remember I was having PMS! I was in the kitchen preparing dinner and my back was turn (we have one of those barstyle kichen) I heard him come up behind me and stopped.
I turned around and there he stood, posing as if it was the most natural thing in the world; he was wearing one of my sports bra with matching shorts and a headband. Saying something so silly I don't even remember it now. I totally lost it. I laughed so long and so hard, I was crying! I really needed that. It made me forget my problems and stop being a bitch and made me realise why I love him so much.
Earlier today, I was running late for work and my toddler was being really difficult. So off we go and we're in the car. I had a lot of bags with me today. My pocketbook (which are never small by the way!), my lunch bag, a bag with my gym clothes and another bag with an extra large bottle of water. Geech, I asked out loud why do I have so many bags? I was totally frazzled (I get this way when I'm late) and distracted.
Do you know what he said to me when I was stepping out the car? When I repeated again why I had so many bags, I feel like a bag lady today. He said "That's because you're a Jamaican!" I said what do you mean, are you kidding? And I started to laugh! Really hard in between telling him and our daughter goodbye. (mind you he's a Jamaican too so I know he was playing!)
OK so you probably didn't get the last joke. It's one of those you had to have been there to get the joke moment. But darn it he's so ridiculous sometimes!
It did the trick though, had me humming and smiling to work this morning!