Husbands, Take Notes...

Ugh, yesterday was awful. Not fun at all. But it did make me realize what a stud of a husband I have. I woke up not feeling well at all - sick to my stomach, massive headache, sore throat, achy all over, fever, chills - the whole deal. I got up and did my best to get Kevin ready for school. Bryan got ready for work. I couldn't even stand up long enough to make Kevin's lunch. Bryan saw this and sent me back to bed. Then he took the day off work.

Yes, I actually got a sick day - you know, the kind of sick day where you stay in bed all day and someone takes care of you. The kind that happens when you're little and have no responsibilities. That's what Bryan gave me, and it was heaven. (Well, not heaven because I was sick, but you get the idea).

Bryan got Kevin ready for school and breakfast for the kids. He drove Kevin's carpool to school. He got Trey ready and took him to work with him to pick up some things to take home. He made Trey's lunch. He played games downstairs with Trey. He brought me juice. He picked Kevin's carpool up. He went to the store. He took Kevin to a birthday party. He put the kids to bed. All while I was in bed doing nothing. I got to stay in bed all day long. I don't remember the last time I've been able to do that. Then later that evening when I was finally feeling well enough to eat, he came home with a Cafe Rio salad (my favorite) just for me.

Am I lucky or what? I really didn't know how I was going to make it through the day, and Bryan came through big time. There is always more giggles and fun (and messes and bruises) when Bryan is home. The boys had a great day with their dad, and I was in bed, blissfully unaware of most of it.

Bryan, I LOVE YOU!!! Thank you for always being there. XOXO