It was Tuesday night. We had spent the evening on our back patio with Bethany and Keith, enjoying wine and homemade rosemary bread. When they left we cleaned the dishes and headed upstairs for bed. Jacob fell on the bed, preparing to play Minion Run (he’s obsessed) and as I turned the corner I gasped with excitement. In the busyness of getting the food prepared for our patio hang out, I had completely forgotten that Jacob had gone to Crate & Barrel to pick up a dresser we ordered. It may not seem gasp-worthy to you, but we have been living almost a year now without a dresser, and it is going to make my life 59 times easier when it comes to clothing organization. So, I I started towards the beauty, admiring it’s hand-distressed corners, Italian knobs, and robins egg blue interior, but Jacob stopped me.
“Come here,” he said sternly. I obeyed. He held out his iPhone and said, “This device contains the Holy Bible.” I thought about objecting, but technically, he did have the bible app downloaded, and in it’s leather case it did look like a mini version of my own Bible. “Place your right hand on it,” he said matter-of-factly. I began to lift my left, because really, who honestly knows their right from their left without holding up their fingers and seeing which one makes an “L” for left? Oh, everyone? Okay, nevermind then. “Other right,” he said, again not even cracking the slightest smirk. I placed my right hand on the phone, knowing he was up to something.
“Repeat after me… I, Christin Catherine Willis,”
“I, Christin Catherine Willis,”
“do solemnly swear,”
“do solemnly swear,”
“to never, ever,”
I instantly knew where he was going with this. So, with a roll of my eyes and in a mocking voice I said, “to never, ever put my clothes on top of the dresser.”
Finally, a smile. He hates when I ruin his punch lines but secretly loves that I know him well enough to do so.
“Now, I do realize that I have re-introduced a flat surface into our bedroom, but that doesn’t mean you can abuse the privilege.”
Annoyed that I knew I had just made a promise that would be close to impossible for me to keep, I ignored him and went to the bathroom to brush my teeth.
As I stood there with my Sonicare buzzing away, tickling my teeth, I couldn’t help but smile and be thankful for the way he always turns something that could cause tension into something sweet.
***For more of our Little Love Stories, click here.***