Thursday, September 07, 2006

Phone conversation to Mr. Nielson

So here I am, 35 weeks pregnant and talking on the phone to my husband.

"but honnnneyyyyy, I want to have my ownnnnnnnnnnnn house!"
I would say in a really whinny voice.

then he would say
"I know sweetie, we are working on it, you are being so patient"
in a really strong, yet loving voice.

Then he would tell me a few other things that I cant tell you because they are too personal, but it usually makes me happy for the moment, or at least enough energy to change Oliver's pants, again for the 50th time that day.

Aren't husbands the bomb.