My Jeff

I talk so much about what's going on with the kids and my life, I have all but forgotten to mention my husband! HE doesn't care if I talk about his life on this blog, but I was inspired to post some of his antics after I got photographic proof.

Most people who know him would never believe that he was so weird, but let me tell you, they don't come much stranger.

First, a picture to show you how staggeringly handsome he is. I love his face. This is him being normal. It's rare.



This is Jeff being a good daddy. He's always a good daddy though. Jeff has a gift for fix-it, he's a finance guy professionally, but he can fix or remodel anything we've ever needed to get done. And he LOVES it. Last spring he took time off work to relax, his activity of choice to enjoy himself? He gutted and re framed (a little) and re tiled our shower. That's a relaxing activity for him.


Jeff and Nanos love to play catch together. Jeff's a very natural athlete. He favors basketball and baseball, but he'll never pass up a good football game. Luckily for me, he's not too die hard about any team (although he's a very red blooded Ute fan).




I only post this because I think I'm so cool for getting this action shot. Go me! Oh, and I guess he looks cool, too.





Jeff will do almost anything to make the kids or me laugh. I'm not exaggerating. He does a mean running man when I'm mad, and I just can not stay mad when he does it. Biting his tongue, furrowing his eye brows and pumping his arms side to side while he dances. He actually calls it "wild running raking man"- that's actually a good description. This is during the credits for Horton Hears a Who. We were the only ones in the theater, so to make the kids laugh, he went and held the baby up in front of the projector. It worked, they laughed.

You may wonder what it is he's holding. I'll tell you. I was telling the kids that people used to wash their kids mouths out with soap if they used bad language. So right then Jeff comes in the room, missed the target on the boys magnetic dart board, and says a word he shouldn't say. So I tell him that he'd better wash his mouth out with soap, which made the children giggle. Not to be out done because I made them laugh, he walks out of the room, comes back with a bar of soap and chomps it. I actually covered my face and screamed a little. EEEWWWWWWW!!!!!!! The kids howled with laughter.

Then they start chanting at him to chew it, so he does. AAAAAAA!!!! I'm grossed out thinking about it. Ew, ew, ew. At that point I'm laughing hysterically and can barely hold the camera still, which is why this is out of focus.

This stuff doesn't even scratch the surface, but it's a good start. At least we're never bored!