Recently Anna (8) told Matt, "I hope I marry a husband like you." When pressed for what exactly she meant, she explained that she hopes her husband is goofy and funny and makes her laugh, just like her daddy.
Be still my freaking beating heart. That is the reason I married this man. It's what keeps me madly in love with him. He makes me laugh. And the kids too, apparently. He is constantly ribbing them; giving them a hard time. The works.
Which is why it comes as no surprise to me that he continues to enjoy the same "childish" things he always has. Like Calvin & Hobbes. Recently, I emerged from alone time in my bedroom to discover this:
What can I say? We've bred a gaggle of nerds. We're pretty proud.