Ace

Did you know I call my husband Ace?  Before we were dating, I only referred to him by his last name... and when we got engaged, I figured I needed to change that, since his last name would soon be mine.  After watching him play tennis and realizing how good he was, he became Ace.  It fits him.  He calls me JP, which is short for Jannie Pannie (my childhood nickname).  Most of my siblings have shortened it to Pannie and even though it should be embarrassing, it never has been.

I did not intend to write the above paragraph.  It just came out after I titled this post.  I just put my baby down for the night (thankgoodness.  that girl's scream makes me want to poke out my eyes.)  Ace is downstairs playing rummikub with the boys and I guarantee he will win, for the third night in a row.  As I was rocking Ro to sleep, and singing to her, I busted up thinking about my husband singing the songs at Family Home Evening tonight.  Zack taught us a little pumpkin song and Daddy had the words down after one lesson.  He was literally screaming the lyrics and made up his own actions (which included several pelvic thrusts) and I completely lost it.  Although the kids love it, I know he's performing mostly for me.  He can always get me to laugh...

So as I rocked, I thought of all the things Ace has said to me the past few days and I thought I would write them down.  He will hate the fact that I am writing them on my blog, but if ever I die, he can look back at these words and know that I loved the way he made me laugh.

Yesterday I sent him home to get a few things for my lesson.  When he dropped it off, I asked him if I could take his scriptures too.  I had my digital scriptures, but thought I should look spiritual carrying around a heavy quad.  He handed them to me and said, "Of course.  And if you run out of material, read my patriarchal blessing to them.  It's in the back."  He says things like that without cracking a smile and I love it.  The fact that he was holding a cute baby girl (who needed a diaper change) made him that much handsomer.

I had to run some early morning errands a few days ago and could not find my bra anywhere.  I often misplace things, but not usually my bra.  After looking for it for 30 minutes or so, I said really frustrated, "Why can't I find my bra?!"  Aaron, not realizing what I was looking for that whole time, smiled and said, "It's on the back of the bathroom door.  Hit me again.  What else do you need?"  I love (and hate) that he always comes to my rescue.

On the way home from shopping with Debbie (we were seriously gone for 5 hours) I called him to see how things were going at home with the kids.  He answered, "Shop til you Drop, this is Aaron."  I know he was frustrated that I hadn't checked in, but he takes everything with stride and knows I don't get many nights out with my sister..

Tonight he came home singing "my heart's a stereo, turn me up when you feel low" and although he shouldn't quit his day job, he sounds a lot like Adam Levine.  He knew the disposal had been out of commission for a few days and without even changing from his dress clothes, he got to work on it... He had it up and running before dinner was on the table and I could not have been more impressed.

During dinner he sat really close to me, making our elbows touch.  If I moved away he got closer, so I finally he gave in.  Sometimes he tries to see how much it will take to annoy me.  During the dinner conversation we talked about something nice we did for someone else.  The kids reported cute little favors they did for each other.  When it was Daddy's turn he said, "When I was riding the elevator down to my car, I had gas but decided not to fart.  That was nice to everyone else riding with me."  The boys loved it and I tried my best not to smile, but didn't succeed.

A little later (while doing the dishes for the 14th time today) I told him my life isn't FUN enough.  He laughed and in a very mocking tone (charlie & chocolate factory, Veruca Salt voice) he said, "I want more fun!  Get me more fun, Daddy!  And bring it to me now!"  And right then my wish was granted.  He is a lot of fun to be married to.

He's been doing his workout routine for the past 10 minutes or so, but he just got into bed next to me.  He's not looking at my computer screen... he's on his phone scrolling around.  A minute ago, I asked him what he was doing (mainly afraid that he was going to ask me what I was doing.)  Without looking up at me he said, "I'm paying your bills.  Whatch YOU doing?"  I laughed.  and he asked why that was so funny.  I said because it seems like I don't do anything around here. and then he said again, "And I want to know why that's so funny."