It happened to me yesterday.
"Do you remember that Movie we saw where the guy kept looking at the girl?" I said holding my wife in my arms.
"Are you comparing me to a Movie?" she asks.
"No, I'm not comparing you to a Movie. I am saying I know how that guys feels."
"It's just a Movie."
"Will you shut up and listen! I'm telling you that every single day there is a moment when you just take my breath away."
"Like in the Movies."
"No like now! Well not right now because sometimes you drive me crazy."
"Well you drive me crazy."
"That's not what I'm talking about! I'm talking about how you take my breath away every single day."
"Well you drive me crazy," she says.
"Jesus Christ," I mumble in prayer. "This is crazy."
Sarah gracefully glides to the chair beside our bed to pick up her phone and check on the girls.
Now the girls are crazy and I think she'd completely agree with me on this but I'm sure as Hell not bringing it up right now ... I'm praying.
"Dear Jesus, how did I get in trouble for telling my wife how beautiful she is and takes my breath away every single day?"
Apparently Jesus doesn't know because he keeps quiet.
Cue the crickets chirping.
Sarah finishes with the phone and takes my breath away but I'm keeping my damn mouth shut about it.
She's crazy!
In the most beautiful ways I've ever seen.
