Jason and I have been married four years, and I love him to death. I don’t know what I would do without him. Yet, there are times he acts like such a little kid! For instance, last night, we were done eating dinner and were watching ‘I Am Number Four’ (decent movie by the way) on the couch. I asked him if he wanted any more food and he leans over the coffee table, picks up his fork, and starts scratching his back with it! I just sat there with my mouth open for a second before I started getting on to him. I ened up having to take the fork away from him becasue he woudn’t stop. He just sits there grinning like he’s doing something completly normal.
He does stuff like this all the time. One minute we’ll be stitting there talking about the news or something…the next he’ll be trying to get me to smell his socks. I’m going to assume that most men are like this becasue my mom complains about my dad all the time. My dad will walk around with a pocket flashlight stuck up his nose and proclame that he’s Roudolph during Christmas, and other stuff like that.