He seriously keeps me laughing. This might be repeated over and over, because he just does!
The other night we walked into our room ready to go to bed, and I realized that the 4 loads of laundry I had washed were left on our bed, unfolded. Sighing, I said something about the never-ending task of doing laundry over and over, and about the million other things that we, as women, do all the time, just to do again the next day. As I was making a mountain of wrinkled clothes by the wall to fold ‘tomorrow’, a $10.00 bill fell on the ground. $10.00!!! I teased Dillon and told him I would NOT forget I had that much money in my pocket. He was stoked about it, and put it on his dresser. We read our scriptures, and afterwards, he jumped up and put the $10.00 on my nightstand, saying, “Here’s your tip for doing the laundry.” I laughed and said, “I didn’t do it though! It’s not finished!” He smiled and said, “I’d take it if I were you. You’ve never gotten one before and might not get one again for a while.”
Our backyard has this fence that you can see right through, and there is a kind of busy road behind us where a lot of people walk all the time and get Rosco all riled up. There are no lights back there, and so you can see right in our house if the lights are on and the curtains or blinds are open. Later that night when it was really dark, Rosco started to bark and Dillon thought he heard someone yelling outside in the back. He poked is head through our large dining room window and jerked his head all around, eyes wide open, like he was really really looking for someone all paranoid about it–seriously, if someone really was walking past, it would have looked soooo funny.
After the paranoid search out the window, we were finally having dinner–this doesn’t happen often, but occasionally, life gets so crazy that we don’t eat until the kids are in bed. He put a tortilla on the pan to cook, and came downstairs with me. After about 5 minutes, he got a shocked look on his face and said, “The tortilla!” and booked it upstairs. I came up a couple minutes later, so not concerned, only to walk up to a house completely filled with smoke, the doors and windows all open, and Dillon standing there with the skillet fanning the smoke detector so it didn’t wake up our kids.
Life with Dillon is never dull. And that’s why I love Dillon.
Ha Ha, that IS funny. I love the sudden panicked look people get on their face as they realize, “Oh crap!” Nice tip though. I’ve never gotten tipped before for laundry.
That is so funny, i wish someone would tip me for doing housework..