My husband spent several days this week working really hard in another time zone while still living in our time zone. At one point I stepped into the room where he was conferencing via Skype and heard part of his conversation.
Apparently a person is needed for some duties at the home office of our organization. I guess the duties could be done offsite, though, because I think Thomas was asked if I would be interested in doing them. But this is what he said,
Uh, because I love and want to protect my wife, I'm going to say no. My wife is a physical therapist and speech therapist and occupational therapist and homeschooler and mother and wife. I'll ask her about this, but I'm going to say no because I want to protect her.
I felt loved and appreciated. Thomas, as Isaiah would say, Thanks, Honey!
(Oh, and speaking of Isaiah, I have to follow-up from one of my thoughts from last week: Isaiah makes a smacking noise when he kisses you. And I just watched him scoot his little bottom over next to his daddy just to give him kisses on the arm.)
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