Truly A Saint

I LOVE my hubs. I have always thought that he is the best husband and Daddy in the world. I don't tell him that enough. He is pretty awesome but this past weekend he proved it.

{It's Daddy's Day}

His day.

Let's see, the day started out beautifully. I made his favorite breakfast: Williams and Sonoma cream biscuits with crumbled bacon and maple syrup (Are you drooling?). During breakfast we decided that we would get ready and go to the Cove- an indoor wave pool and water slides. Super fun place to go.

I get all the kids dressed and ready, bags packed, lunch made and car loaded. There we are sitting ready to go waiting.

{Hubs emerges from the house}

Hubs: I can't find my wallet. I think the MP took it.

Me: Are you kidding?

Hubs: Nope.

The next 30 minutes we search:

the house,

the car,

the bags,

the ice chest,

the backyard.

No wallet.

We ask,

we plead,

we beg,

we bribe

the MP.

She admits to taking it but leads us on a wild goose chase. The next 30 minutes:

We follow her to:

the garage,

the fridge,

the freezer,

the backyard,

every bedroom.

I unload the car. I search again

the car,

the bags,

the ice chest.

I am thinking that she thinks this is fun. I am not amused nor am I having fun. But the Hubs is calm cool collected. Exhibiting extreme patience.

MP is forced to take a nap and hubs if forced to stop searching. HE.MUST.FIND.WALLET but not at that moment. I insist. We will resume.

We resume two hours later. This time I make it a game.

Me: Did you hide it in the..............Car?

MP: Nope

Me: Did you hide it in my................bedroom?

MP: Nope

Me: Do you know where it is...................?

MP: Yep

{this goes on and on with no results. Just her laughing.}

I resort to bribing again.

Me: I will buy you a baby doll.

MP: the one that crawls on the floor?

Me: yes.

MP: right now?

Me: yes.

MP: it is in the box all covered up.

It wasn't.

Hubs: I have to have my wallet. I need my cards.

MP: I am going to keep it.

Hubs: Your going to keep it?

MP: yes.

{I am ready to go postal. He is frustrated but calm}

Hubs: Bring me the card with my picture and you can have the wallet.

MP: I can have it?

Hubs: yes I just need one card. Will you go get it?

MP: Um

{Another goose hunt takes place }

I am beginning to believe that she didn't take it. I am know doubting hubs. I mean.... he didn't get in until 3am. He had bailed hay all night. He was tired. Maybe just maybe he is wrong and the wallet is in the tractor. He did insist already that he saw it. He moved it. HE KNOWS that he laid it on the counter. It is late, our day is ruined, I am tired of looking. I try anyway:

Me: I know that you really think that you had it. I know you insist but would you please please just go look in the tractor. Maybe just maybe you left it in there. It is worth a try? lets just see, do it for me. please.

I know what he was thinking- Crazy old brod! I said I didn't leave it in there!

HE.WENT.ANYWAY

{10 minutes later}

Hubs emerges with wallet.

{Everyone cheers}

Me: It was in the tractor!?

Hubs: Nope. It was under the car, she must have thrown it! I saw it when I was walking back from the tractor.

Thank the heavens.

He never even said, I told you so!

Sainthood folks. SAINTHOOD.

** an update. Today upon hearing about another Dad's trip to Disneyland I apologize for such a cruddy day and he says, "My fathers day was great." " I have it so good that everyday is Fathers Day to me." Did I say how much I love this man?!

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