Knox is Getting Married

In Sunday’s paper an article read of a relationship between a husband and his departed wife. It was a very sweet memory of his time with his wife; all the same, he was able to spin-off from it and laugh a little, despite the obvious hurt from the loss of his wife. The humor of the article was of an issue most husbands I know seem to struggle, especially my husband. -At Home Decisions- In the article the widowed husband discussed the nature of making decisions with and with out the presence of his departed wife. Ultimately, before his wife’s death, all decisions were based on the preference of his wife. He was so impressed with himself and his ability to match the appropriate tie with his outfit in the past year without his wife, at least that is what his daughters and granddaughters told him. (Are you getting the joke here?) With closer examination, Matt’s decision making district of his brain, whether it is conscience on subconscious, forms decisions on what he thinks I really want. It is pretty funny when you think about it. Husbands seem to revolve around making the wife happy, probably at their own expense - the majority of the time.

As I was reading the article aloud to Matt, Knox walked into the room. The coincidence of this is almost impossible; nevertheless, our son, who is 3, is already waning to the call of female persuasion.

Knox enters room right on cue: “I am going to marry Cappie.”

Matt: “How do you know?”

Knox: “Because Cappie told me so.”

Matt: “Your mom told me the same thing.” (This one line is a story its self!)