Tuesday, October 09, 2007

Let it be known

Sean: I want it known in the blog world that I went to the store in the driving rain for my radiant, pregnant wife.

Me: Sure, I'll let them know, but I'll also let them know it was for milk and not Häagen-Dazs.

Sean: Ah, but not just any milk, organic, fat-free milk*.

Me: I'll let 'em know, I promise.

*And for the record, it was good.

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15 comments:

jen said...

Nicely done, Sean. We'd expect nothing less out of you. We expect our girl to be kept happy.

flutter said...

Good show, Sean!

You are awesome, and whipped. But mostly awesome

slouching mom said...

Hahahahahahah -- flutter with the razor-sharp wit!

Sean's a keeper, he is.

Crystal said...

Sean - at least it wasn't snow. Well, at least not yet.

chelle said...

hehe to be married to a blogger!

dawn224 said...

Good for him to realize that every woman who reads this will give him total props for it.

For Valentine's Day my husband brought me jalapeno poppers and.... I don't remember the other thing :) Food is important!

Colleen said...

haha.... I love that he wants things posted so we all know. Nick barely acknowledges my blog... and when he does it's to remind me that I'm such a nerd.

marlene said...

haha. i still use the pregnant craving excuse on my husband even though i gave birth 9 months ago.

The Hotfessional said...

Sean. Darling. Whatever the woman wants, she gets. And you know that she makes us all love you, too.

Christine said...

what a sweetie man!

Lisa Milton said...

Let's hear it for rockin', good hubbies...

Janet said...

Sean, I raise a spoonful of Häagen-Dazs Caramel Cone Explosion to you, sir.

painted maypole said...

good job, Sean

Amanda said...

He really is great, though I wonder, are the sit-comesque exchanges that paint us in the stereotypical nag and caveman light as enjoyable to read? Cause you know, we're well balanced like that ;)

Kelly said...

Good Sean. Very good Sean.

My husband is STILL paying for his not going to Taco Bell one evening around 9:00pm in the throes of my second pregnancy. He'll never live that down.

Next time, though, go for the Haagen-Dazs! It's easy to just toss that little container into the basket.