(He didn’t even know I was watching)
Right now Brian is in bed, watching a movie that I don’t care about.
But, I know that as soon as I go in there, he will switch it to whatever I want.
And I know that he will pause when I ask him to, and listen to me complain about our children whom I wanted (want!) and the job that he supports with his hard work (staying at home with my babies) without a shred of judgment.
I know that he will offer me good, rational advice, even though I don’t always (often) take it. And even if sometimes I yell “I don’t want your advice! Just listen!”
He will make me feel like Caitlin again, and not like the shell of a mom beaten down by arguing, yelling, “Hulk SMASH!!”-ing, and bodily fluids.
I know that he is waiting for me to make popcorn, because I do it the best.
And that he isn’t going to say a word about me eating popcorn at 8:36 pm when I’m on a diet.
(Also, lets focus on the fact that its popCORN which is basically a vegetable.)
(Except, actually, corn isn’t that healthy, so lets just call it “spinach.”, mmmkay?)
All of this is waiting for me, as soon as I get off this computer.
So I guess I