all he needs are pom-poms

We don't take ourselves too seriously around here.

I made the mistake of telling my husband yesterday that he didn't seem too excited about a decision I had recently made. Soon, a 37-year-old man who used to play football in college was doing a cartwheel and two toetouches in my bathroom, followed by several enthusiastic yells of 'Woo-hoo...I am EXCITED!' Sure was a sight to see.

I guess you get what you ask for.