Playing with Swords

This morning my sweet husband was pretending to be fighting an invisible person with a butter knife in our living room.

In his underwear.

I was watching him move about our small living space, butter knife in hand, totally unamused.
Here is the conversation that ensued....

"I'm going to have so much fun playing with swords and our boys in our house!"
(Me) "You're not playing with swords in the house."
(Hubby) "Jesus had a sword coming out of his mouth. (Rev. 1:14) He used swords!"
"Yeah, well he didn't have a sword coming out of his mouth in his house."

Wife for the win.

Then...

After I made dinner do you know I baked him a cake? And made my own frosting? And colored it pink?.And then I forget to grease the pan....

The Newly Wed'ed

Well....I got marri-ed!

I can't believe it.

Now I have to cook. :(