Caught in Wiggle Moment...

Have you ever caught your husband in a moment so sweet, so wonderful, that you just thanked your lucky stars that he was in your life?  As much as I like to give The Accountant a hard time, I truthfully thank my personal stars for him fairly regularly.  Tonight was just such a night.

The girls and I were on the couch watching the much anticipated, and highly lame debut of Dora's 10th birthday special.  Little A, otherwise known as The Monkey (she actually refers to herself as such), had already wandered off, clearly wise to Dora and the hype (they marketed this show for a month and a half, and it turned out to be one of those lame "flash-back" episodes where you don't really get any new information).  K and I were still watching, hoping for the best, when The Accountant came in for an evening session of "checking out the back 40."  That is what he says every time he heads out to the back yard.  I am guessing that it is his way of disguising farts or getting a quick break from the mayhem that is our house at 7:30PM.  Anyhoo....he came back in right around the time where Dora did her "we did it" dance at the end of the show.  K jumped up and started dancing along and The Accountant decided to join her.  However, K was not content to do the usual "shake your booty" dance that is socially acceptable for grown men to perform.  She wanted ballet dancing a la Greg the (former) Yellow Wiggle.  And Greg the (former) Yellow Wiggle he did....much to K's delight, and my amusement.  I wish I had taken a picture.

I knew I was going to marry The Accountant the first time I saw him play with his nieces.  I realized tonight that we'll be married for years and years after seeing him do his Yellow Wiggle impersonation.  A man like that, you just gotta hold onto.