Every year or so, Chris and I discuss our 5 year plan. Where do we see our jobs, our family, and our finances going in 5 years.
We decided that one of us needs to be home with the kids in 2 years or less. Chris paused, stared into the distance, smiled, swirled his beer in his glass and said, "I'd be willing to stay home with the kids if you want to work"
"Really?" I asked.
"Yeah. I know how much you like working and how driven you are. My construction work is more flexible anyway. I can jump in and out anytime I want" he said, patting my hand.
"Honey, that's really swee.." I started to say before he interrupted, "Plus, your brother is having that pool put in by the summer and I think I can figure out how to squeeze both kids into the Baby Bjorn so I can play golf."
He's. Not. Joking.