Sometimes I like to remind Ben that I’m being a “Proverbs 31 wife” – I’m saving him money, and being really productive and wise, and all that kind of stuff. Definitely worthy of being praised at the city gate, but we’re having trouble figuring out what would be the modern-day equivalent in Niverville – the entrance to Fifth Avenue Estates, the development where we live? He’s talked about making posters….
Or maybe Facebook? He could start posting updates on how amazing I am?
But this weekend, he was a …Proverbs 31 husband… if it gives such a thing. He seemed determined to get every task done that could possibly be stressing me out, and had his most productive Saturday ever. He moved furniture, and washed floors, and hung up pictures, and cleaned the house.
As a result, we now have this:
And now, Baby can come. Anytime.
I’m not sure which shocked me more – Ben having an opinion about decorating, or him suggesting that we stencil something on our wall. Since I’m pretty sure he won’t actually do it, and at eight months pregnant, I won’t either, I suggested maybe a nicely framed quote would be an acceptable substitute, to which he agreed.
But the best we could find were these:
Work like a Captain, Play like a Pirate.
Or this one:
To “Err” is Human. To “Arr” is Pirate.
Not really baby room material….
Any nautical, babyish quotes to share??!