Knowing How to Treat A Lady

In years gone by- Ken has always offered to do the dishes or vacuum after dinner or some household chore. He would say I am only the mother of Rusty so it's really not that special of a day. I would have been happier if we would have just skipped the day all together. I mean- Thanks for rubbing it in, Sweetums.

But this year- this year Ken showed me just how excited he is that I am becoming a mother. It was a beautiful day. Ken's church meetings were all cancelled. So he didn't have to get up at 6 and leave. We woke up about 8. I fed Rusty and ate a bowl of granola. I brought Ken a pack of fruit snacks- he was still in bed. I climbed back in bed with him and that's where we stayed. Until noon. We'd read our books and talk and feel the baby moving. And just lay there. I fell asleep a couple times. It was a special morning. When I was getting ready for church Ken brought a present into the bathroom. A huge, red, gift bag with stars all over it. Inside? A boppy. For me and the baby. I had mentioned once or twice (or 50 times) how helpful one would be when the baby came. I just loved it. I just love him. He said it wasn't a gift totally for me- I would have to share it with the baby... but he knew how bad I wanted one. He's a doll baby. I was so happy it hardly registered when he said that he also booked us a weekend in Yellowstone! I've been saying it would be nice to take a mini trip before you-know-who gets here. Ken said he would rather take one after- as our first family vacation. Sunday he said- we'll do both. We are going up to Yellowstone Friday after work and staying at a new hotel (with a pool!!!). We'll stay and tour the park on Saturday and come home later that night. What a dream.
He made Mother's Day so special for me....
....makes me wonder what he is expecting for Father's Day.