This may seem minor to some, but H gave me a long passionate kiss while I was laying on my D's bed and 2 outta 3 were hanging on me. He initiated it, he kept it going, he was clearly into it. Prior to that kiss, he had tried, twice, to give me a compliment about sexy legs or somethin. He never got it out because both times the kids interrupted us, the little heathens. Anyway, I guess he was sick of trying to talk and being overrode so he just went in for the kill and figured they couldn't talk over a kiss. He was right!
I paid him lots of compliments and I am so proud of him. He is changing every week it seems.
Last Friday he came home from work and gave me a big hug. Then he interrupted the hug to tell me, "I think we have something special between us that other couples don't have--at least the couples I know personally." I knew what he meant..people our age are so detached from each other and either into decorating their homes or shuttling their kids to and fro. Which are both things we do, too, but our priority (I'm glad to finally say:) is each other and our family. There is a lack of physical affection and goodwill to each other and plenty of sarcasm and poking fun humor. Both of which we also used to have.
One more thing: I noticed this weekend that I absolutely bristle when H calls my girls names. I'm sure it has to do with the FOO stuff that Lillie's thread brought to the surface of my mind. I am always telling him to use their given names and not give in to his temper and resort to a derogatory name. His FOO was one where the father was violent and critical and impossible to please. He has eliminated the violence and criticism part, but when he is utterly frustrated with the girls, it comes out as name calling. Which, ding ding, happens to be one of MY hot buttons. Isn't it weird how these things work. Anyway, no "boneheads" or the like in my house, thankyouverymuch.
Ah, but I digress. The reason I posted was to point out how wonderful he is doing and how happy I am, thinking about his arrival tonight.
