I know from personal experience that it's rather hard to come by a 'real man.' We all had to kiss a few frogs before we found our own prince...and not the high-heel wearing, purple loving kind of prince. Now, I know that 'real man' means alot of different things for different people...but still they are usually few and far between. Sometimes a few of us lucky ladies are able to snag one and permanently take him off the market so no other heffer can steal him away. That in itself is a great feat! Especially if you're eying a one Jeff Brewer. It took me over 15 years to get him down the aisle. Not that I was trying for all 15 years, but toward the end...I was pushing the 'I do' discussion pretty heavily. Besides, I'd liked him since 7th grade...and that kind of commitment deserves a reward. Haha!
But even then, I didn't really know how much of a 'real man' he was. I knew he was a great guy, sure...that was easy to see. How was it so easy to see, you ask? Well, he was responsible to a fault, handsome, funny (yay!), honest, smart (also to a fault), loyal, and he had great taste...after all, he was with me! I knew someday he would make a great father and role model for another 'real man' in the making.
I certainly hope that Jaxen does take on some of his father's traits. Of course, I hope he inherits my dazzling personality, wit and charm. But he hopefully will get Jeff's ankles (dern cankle curse must end here), knack for responsibility, smarts, geography know how...err where, and most importantly - how to treat his wife.
Don't get me wrong...Jeff and I have our moments where we think 'you better not go to sleep tonight...'. But for the most part, he's wonderful. And I know...I need to get on with my point...I tend to ramble. Right....Real man.
I feel like Jeff has become a 'real man' more so lately than ever before. Since I've started staying home....I've realized how fortunate I am. Fortunate to have a husband who loves his family so much that he's willing to handle all things bill & household so that his wife can care for his child all day. He works long hours...comes home tired...and still takes time to play with Jaxen, feed him his dinner (even though Jaxen is kicking and screaming the whole time), give him a bath, read him a book and say his night time prayers with him. Does he complain about it? No.
Real men take care of their family and love doing it. Jeff is taking care of me and Jaxen more than ever. We appreciate him being a 'real man' and I hope Jaxen is taking notes!
So...with alot more time together and alot less money - we'll eat in a little more, won't have as many date nights, spend all our little bit of extra money on grass, paint, and other boring stuff....and is it worth it?? YES! Besides, it ain't so bad when you have a handsome hubby sittin' by your side and a snoring Biddle. Life is grand!
