My dear, darling husband tempts me through Facebook.
Now, there’s a phrase I never thought I’d write…
He posted this today:
Kinda sad, in’nit? Married almost twenty years and we communicate through Facebook.
I’m rolling my eyes too!
When I was first pregnant, I really, really wanted a girl. I guess it was because I’d had such a great relationship with my mom, that I wanted the same thing with my own daughter. When I found out The Boy was going to be a boy, I had to do a little adjusting to the idea.
But… in the fourteen years since, I’ve discovered just how danged FUN it can be to have a son. Plus, I’ve gotten to watch my husband have the bestest time geeking out with The Boy. They’ve built birdhouses together, delved into robotics, pelted each other with marshmallow shooters, and devoured the Dangerous Book for Boys.
So, when my bosses discovered an old laptop projector during their big clean-out last week, and asked if I wanted it (or knew how to recycle it), I told them I’d handle it.
‘Cause I knew my guys would do SOMETHING with it. 
Just so you’s guys don’t think I’ve gone “all Martha” on ya, I’ll let you in on a little secret:
I love video games and have been known to forego sleep in order to get to the next level… and the next… and the next… and to… well… finish a game at 3 in the morning, my hands so cramped and cold that I have to fold three baskets of laundry before they’re warm enough that I can finally fall asleep.
And that was just last week.
