Posts Tagged ‘husband’

Toddler Talk

Wednesday, June 22nd, 2011

Latham:  “Daddy, why does that guy have a ponytail?”

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Latham:  “Daddy, why is that guy’s shirt dirty?”

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Latham:  “Daddy, why does that guy have big belly?”

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Random Guy:  “Um, I just realized your son is talking about me.”

The barrage of questions my 3 year old asked my husband about the man standing 6 inches ahead of them at Subway. 

And, what the random guy had to say about it. 

Can you say awkward?

Husbandism #37

Friday, June 17th, 2011

David:  “I love that you’re pretty.  You have the face of an angel…..  until you open your mouth – that’s when all the chaos comes out.”

After sharing this particular husbandism with me, I reminded David he doesn’t have to share every thought that passes through his head.  I mean, he knows I have a blog – right?

Toddler Talk

Friday, June 17th, 2011

Reichen:  “Granddad, did you toot?”

Granddad:  “I did.  Sorry about that.”

Reichen:  “Oh, that’s okay.  My daddy does it all the time.”

The conversation I overheard today between my dad and my 4 year old.

Husbandism #36

Tuesday, May 24th, 2011

David:   “What do you mean we need new sheets?  What’s wrong with these sheets?”

My husband’s response after I told him we needed new sheets after his toenails tore through our current ones.

Husbandism #35

Tuesday, April 26th, 2011

David:  “I haven’t taken out the trash in my underwear for awhile, but it’s warming up.  I mean, if it’s 30 or above – I’ll take a run at it.”

My husband saying how happy he is spring is here so he doesn’t actually have to put on clothes to roll the trash to the curb at night.  And yes, he’s been caught in his tighty-whities several times by our neighbors.  And no, he doesn’t care.

Husbandism #34

Tuesday, April 12th, 2011

David:  “I mean, I wish I had her body.  But without the boobs. ”

The comment my husband added to the conversation while discussing tennis player Serena Williams.

30 for 30 Challenge – Day 14

Monday, February 14th, 2011

When David and I were invited to a fundraiser for Children’s Mercy Hospital a few weeks ago, we jumped at the chance to attend the event.  We felt honored to support the state of the art Kansas City medical facility since just months ago, the doctors and nurses who work there helped us through one of the most difficult times in our lives. 

You may remember earlier this year, our 2-year-old son, Latham suffered from severe diarrhea which caused him to rapidly lose more than 10 pounds – a third of his total body weight.  We were terrified when our doctor told us we had to take our baby to Children’s Mercy for tests which included cystic fibrosis and celiac disease.  (If you want to learn more about Latham’s chronic condition, you can click here , here, here, and here.)  But Children’s Mercy Hospital gave us the answers we needed; the answers no one else could; the answers which ultimately helped heal our son.  And the doctors and nurses interacted with us in the most caring, thoughtful and considerate way possible which made the ordeal we were going through manageable.

Our son is now healthy.  But so many other children are not.  And it’s through fundraisers, such as the one we attended Saturday night, that allows children all over the Midwest to receive the healthcare they so desperately need, even if they can’t afford it. 

So I hope you’ll forgive me when I tell you that I broke Kendi’s 30 for 30 Remix Challenge rules for the fundraising gala.  I confess I popped on my party dress – which was not in my 30 for 30 wardrobe – and even bought a new pair of earrings for the festivities.  David and I had a great time and I am happy to report the event raised well over a million dollars.

Happy Valentine’s Day!

BCBG dress, Dillards earrings, Dillards bracelet, Kenneth Cole ring, Target pantyhose, DSW shoes, OPI nail polish, David flowers, Jill the best hairdresser and friend in the world who did my gorgeous hair, Christiane did my beautiful makeup. 

Husbandism #33

Saturday, January 29th, 2011

David:  “It’s like walking around with your boob under your armpit - that’s what it’s like to have balls.”

What my husband said when I rolled my eyes at him after he ‘ajusted’ himself while walking into Walmart.

Conversations Of A Play Date

Wednesday, January 26th, 2011

Amy:  “I mean, it’s like picking a small puppy out of the drain - that’s how much hair there is.  Seriously.”

What my friend Amy discovers in the bathtub every time her husband manscapes.  (And just in case you need a definition of manscaping, just click here.  Trust me, it’s worth the click.)

Husbandism #32

Friday, January 21st, 2011

David:  “Whoa!  Are you trying to bring back Umbro shorts and the 80s with that outfit?”

What my husband said after seeing what I wore to the gym today.

Husbandism #31

Wednesday, December 29th, 2010

David:   “I mean, hot doesn’t matter when your personality sucks.”

The real reason my husband believes is behind the break up of movie stars Ryan Reynolds and Scarlett Johansson.

Picture It: Christmas 2010

Monday, December 27th, 2010

We had ourselves a merry little Christmas.  And we hope you did, too.

Husbandism #27

Tuesday, October 12th, 2010

David:  “Do not put this on the blog.  I’m seriousDon’t.”

What my husband told me right after her realized sending me this picture on my phone of him getting his teeth whitened probably wasn’t the best idea.  I love you, honey.  I’m serious.  I do.

Toddler Talk

Monday, October 11th, 2010

David:  “What are you doing, buddy?”

Latham:  “I’m taking a nap.”

David:  “You don’t look like you’re taking a nap.”

Latham:  “But, I am.”

The conversation between my husband and my 2-year-old when David went to wake him from his afternoon nap and discovered our little dude in disguise.

Husbandism #23

Monday, August 30th, 2010

David:  “Can you please not eat that granola bar in bed?  The crumbs always get stuck in my back hair.”

Super Duper Important Editor’s Note:  The only way my husband would let me post this husbandism is if I explained in a quite clear and concise manner that he does not, in fact, have a tremendous amount of back hair.  There’s not a forest growing back there.  Or enough to knit his own sweater.  No, David has even less than the normal amount of back hair any normal 30 something would have.

There.  I said it.