Surprisingly

We've started chopping the wood.

We is rather royal. We meaning Kevin. Because even if I wasn't pregnant, I wouldn't be chopping any wood. I do things like deal with taxes, find daycare, and run daily errands so I don't have to do things that involve power tools or axes. Without shame I say, "That is man's work."

But Kevin bought himself a new axe. So he decided to test it out while Mom and I were outside with the dogs.

I would pay good money to watch my husband swing that axe. His muscles get all bulgy. He just looks so manly and SEXY chopping that wood. "Look at his muscles!" I giggled to my mom.

He loved it. So I stand outside and gush whenever he gets the axe out.

Now, if it just gets warm enough for him to chop wood with his shirt off, I could enjoy a great sunny afternoon.