(I am making no promises about blogging a gratitude every day in November, even though that would be really awesome if I managed it! My goal is 15. We shall see!)
One of the things I love about Kendell is that he makes me laugh. We have a similar sense of humor and neither one of us is easily offended. Plus he knows what's funny to me so he'll point it out. Or just spot random stuff. For example, some Halloween-day funnies:
- We were waiting in the carpool line to pick up Kaleb, and some kids walked out of the school with their mom. One of them was dressed like a policeman, and Kendell said "Look! It's a tiny little male stripper." I was talking a sip of my beverage right when he said this and I totally snorted liquid out of my nose. I didn't realize until he said it that that was exactly what I was thinking.
- Then we spent the rest of our waiting-in-the-carpool-line time googling male stripper names. And laughing, but luckily without any beverage spewing.
- I made sugar cookies in the afternoon, and some of them were shaped like ghosts. He kept sneaking over to the (non-frosted) cookies and just eating the arms off the ghosts.
Don't get me wrong: sometimes Kendell makes me scream. Or cry. Or throw things. Once he made me so mad I started swearing like a sailor right in front of his mom.
But the fact that he makes me laugh all the time? Goes a long way in making the crazy less crazy. Plus, who would want a marriage without laughter?
I'm grateful for his sense of humor and his willingness to "go there" and make me laugh. Until I spew beverages out of my nose!