I'm starting to think Jeff reads my blog (he does).
Monday, I posted about being the Visible Woman, right? And one thing I said:
At home, I'm often looked to as the decision maker, the planner, the fixer, the one to ask, the one who knows. Jeff is a partner in our family- don't misunderstand me. I generally feel like I'm the one filling out all the forms, I'm the one managing the calendar, I'm the one stating what needs to be done and when.
Today, Jeff has taken charge and taken care of our family and it's left me feeling so happy and focused on more important things.
He picked up Teagan from school. The two of them decided on what we would have for dinner and went to the store to pick up what they needed. When I finally got home with Zach, Jeff had dinner almost done and it was easy to step in and help and get the kids started eating pretty soon after.
It's not a Huge Thing. But it's an important thing and it was something I didn't have to worry about or think about or plan for. He took care of it- he took care of me.
Who knew that making dinner could be sexy?