"I can't believe I married my prom date."
Which is almost always followed by,
"I can't believe my parent's let me wear that dress!"
It's true, Husband and I went to Prom together.
When I look back at our pictures, it is crazy to me that the guy who chased me my entire senior year... ended up giving me my whole life.
|(We look like Babies!)|
Sorry, I know that was sappy.
(Feel free to make a gagging noise in my general direction.)
Sometimes being a Stay At Home Mom means you are totally encompassed in all things kids, kids, kids.
It is easy to forget who came first... the chicken or the egg... figuratively speaking.
Husband being the chicken of course, and the Bugs being the egg.
And then Husband will do something great.
Like threaten to start a blog of his own, and call it:
Dumb Shit My Wife Says.
He will tell me it will be a best seller (which makes no sense), and he will laugh as he recaps all the ridiculous numbers I have pulled on him this week alone.
Before I know it, I will be laughing too.
And I will remember who came first, and why.
Because in our house; ridiculous equals romance.
It's not flowers and love notes, but it works for us.
And if all else fails, I can always try to squeeze myself back into my Prom Dress.
That'd be good for a laugh!