My Husband Rocks!

I have multiple reasons Sound Man rocks this week, even though I'm getting to it late. I hope Katy Lin doesn't disown me. Check out her blog and see why she started this sweet thing called My Husband Rocks in the first place. She's got so many participants now I can't even count them all. Okay, on to the Rocks!

Right now, as I'm typing this, my husband is talking to our Golden Retriever. Why? Because he won't eat. The dog, not the husband. I have never in my life seen a dog, especially not a rescued dog, not scarf down food when given the chance. Yeah, well, I'd never met Jonathan yet. He is THE pickiest dog ever. Wait, no, because his brother Skip is just as picky. Why? You'd think that because someone lovingly took them in and saved them from a life of scavenging they'd eat whatever those loving people put in front of them. Which, in dog terms, is pretty dang good stuff. But no. So, my husband is patiently (or maybe not so much) standing in the kitchen, coaxing the dog to eat. I can tell you from experience it's exasperating. And we can't just leave his food out for him or Windi and Shadow will help themselves. I'm telling you, Sound Man would much rather be doing much more enjoyable activities.

Another reason he rocks this week is another lesson in patience. With me, no less. This week has been one more trial as far as homeschooling has gone. He has heard me gripe, complain, whine, cry, and that was just in the first five minutes of our first conversation Monday. The rest of the week was about the same. Yet he patiently calmed me down, chastised me when I needed it, disciplined our son as he saw fitting, and loved us both throughout. I know...I KNOW beyond a shadow of a doubt that I couldn't homeschool without his support.

I could learn so much from his patience. Now, he gave up on the dog. I can't say I wouldn't have either. I guess he'll eat when he gets ready to. But I'm so glad he hasn't given up on me.

Thank you, My Sweet!