Reasons to Love J-bird: Karate Chops & Cardboard Forts

Often, when I can look passed the stresses and challenges of life and just enjoy the moment, I realize I have found my soul mate.

J-bird is one of the only people I feel like I can truly be myself around. Because of my peculiar sense of humor and interesting demeanor, I rarely feel comfortable acting like the kid I am at heart.

Today, J-bird and I unpacked a set of drawers for our little cinnamon-bun-in-the-oven, baby A. Whoever packed these drawers did not mess around. Getting to them was like burrowing through a redwood tree.

Because the drawers were surrounded by nearly impenetrable styrofoam under the cardboard encasing, I resorted to using one of my expertly trained karate chops. Despite my best efforts (and the time I spent at the gym this month), the three-inch-thick styrofoam held its ground and did not break. Looking to my wife who was in the room with me, I expected to see a woman sincerely disappointed in the apparent lack of manliness in her man. J-bird, however, was smiling, laughing, looking happy, looking pleased. She told me she loved me.

And what is even better is that she agreed to help me make a fort out of the cardboard box this evening for our date night after we see The Karate Kid.