In Sickness and in Health

Wednesday February 18, 2009

I planned on sleepin' in this morning but my sweet ol' son decided he wanted breakfast early. I began to take off my blanket that my sister got Caleb and I for our wedding shower. Just when I was about to get out of bed I felt an arm wrap around my waist.

"Baby, please stay in bed. I'll get 'em." I heard Caleb's raspy voice say while he was stretching. I happily layed in his spot. He bent down, kissed my head, and made his way to Jase's room. I didn't turn down the baby monitors because I love how he talks to Jase. 

"What's up bubba?" I heard him say while Jase was babbling back. "How bout me and you go grab something to eat, then we surprise your momma with some flapjacks? Alright let's go do that then!" Caleb said in his monster voice making Jase giggle. I flopped on my back, rubbing my face. I dreaded getting up but I wanna go see my two men of the house. 

I saw Caleb dancing around with Jase in his arms while he was flipping his bacon. This man had to of been the goofiest people I had ever met, but then again he's mine so I can't complain.

"Now what in the world are you two doin'?" I said kissing their cheeks. He handed off Jase to me. "That would be none of your business little lady. Only we can know." He winked at me. "Oh yeah is that so? Then I guess we ain't going fishin' today are we?" He looked at me with his jaw hanging to the ground. "That ain't fair! You know we're just foolin' round in here!" 

He put his bacon on a plate and fumbled over to pick me up. Once he had me on the counter he gave me the most pitiful puppy eyes one could ever see. 

I laid my forehead on his shoulder. "Alright alright, after breakfast we'll get ready to go." He grabbed a piece of bacon and bit into it. "Say less my darlin'" 

Caleb set everything we needed in the bed of the truck while I buckled in the baby. I jumped in the truck while he ran inside to lock everything up. We made our way to a lake nearby. I'm just sayin' I caught the biggest fish, Caleb caught a few but I think I've won this fishin' trip. Jase liked playing with the extra rubber baits but I'd say that was a day well spent.

When we came home that afternoon, I started cleaning the dishes from breakfast. I felt Caleb wrap both of his arms around me and started pecking his lips on my shoulder.

"Caleb Holloway. What are you doin' to your poor, tired wife?" I tilted my head back looking at him.

"I am adorin' my beautiful beautiful wife. Who is also the mother of the cutest lil' boy under the highest heavens!" He rocked us both side to side.

"Is that so? How come you're botherin' your 'beautiful beautiful wife' when she's doin' your housework?" I turned around, hitting his chest with my index finger.

"Um is that even a question? You are pretty frickin' sexy when you're workin'!" 

I crossed my arms in the sight of his stupid humor. The same humor that I'm sure to anything in the world he shares with his best friends on the rig. I love this dope from the core of my heart. One thing he does hate, is tickling. When we started dating he said he wasn't ticklish but I had found out that his sides are his most ticklish places. 

So naturally, after he was annoying me I decided it had been awhile since I tickled him. When I came after him he caught onto my plan.

"Come on baby. Seriously?" He groaned and grabbed my wrists. 

"Would you just lemme have some fun 'round here?" I curled my lip to him.

"Babygirl, you're gonna have to be quicker than that. Or else you, lil' miss, are gonna get caught each and every time." I pulled my hands away, pouted, and went back to the dishes. 

"Well if you're gonna be like that, how about you go feed your son?" 

"Will do, baby. No need to sharpen the knives." He said slapping my behind as he left.

"Caleb Joesph Holloway!" I exclaimed as I sprayed soapy water at him. 

"You know you love this!" He yelled halfway up the stairs.

"Of course I love you Mr. Holloway!"