Safe in the Safe

This past Wednesday night at small group, a friend of ours got a new safe. Now when I say “safe” I mean…a safe. I’m not sure if it’s exactly like that one, but you get the idea. So after bible study he asks a few of the guys to help him unload it. Soon after the guys have it in its new home, he and Ryan are carrying a smaller safe (I instantly assume it’s the safe that’s being replaced) toward the back door. I figured he was going to be putting it in his outside shed…nope. They walk outside, walk up to OUR car, and Ryan starts pilfering around in his jeans pocket for the keys.

Then it hits me. And I understand.

“ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!?!?!”

(Apparently I seem to really be liking this phrase/question lately as it’s the same thing I screamed when we finally found a road (the state park entrance) the last time we went hiking…and got lost…thus tacking on an extra 2 miles or so…I was not a happy camper…literally speaking.)

Ryan gives me the little boy smile he loves so much. This smile…it says, “Please?!?! I REALLY want this. Please, please, please, please.” This same smile is also worn by many four and five-year-olds in the toy aisles of Wal-Mart.

So tonight Ryan had band practice at church and while he was gone, I cleared the designated spot in the bedroom (I know, I know…not exactly romantic, but I‘m working on a closet). I loaded the safe up for him, even though I knew I wasn’t loading it like he would really want it loaded (I knew this because I was just cramming cases and ammo in there anyway it would fit). I just wanted him to come home and see the missing cases and say, “Hey! Where’s my stuff?!” and then I would be all surprise-y and he’d be all happy and it would be a great way to finish a Saturday. But…he came in, was on the phone for a little while, grabbed a beer and hit the couch. Luckily I was able to talk him into getting up before he turned on his new video game and became glued to the controller. I told him that I needed him to kill a spider for me that was in the bedroom. Before he could really think about it, he said, “Give me a shoe!” (If you really know Ryan, he HATES spiders more than any other creature.) He walked over to the corner and was walking so slow (on guard) that he couldn’t even see the safe yet. FINALLY, he walks over and realizes what’s going on and just smiles.

Tell me I’m not a good wife.

So I got some pictures and he’s a happy man. Doesn’t take much for us…guess that’s a good thing.

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Pamela Nevins said…
Very Cute! He looks very happy. I am proud of you. :=)
March 22, 2009 at 7:52 AM
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