No Crying in Hobby Lobby!

About two weeks ago Jamie, Charlie and I went to Hobby Lobby to look for a coat rack to hang in the hallway. With the weather changing every fifteen minutes we have a lot of coats at the ready. We found several different items that we liked however, in typical Hobby Lobby fashion, everything cost an arm, leg or first born child. Everything in the store was marked as 50% off except for the items that we wanted. 

As we searched through aisles for treasures Jamie came across a canvas painting that would be perfect for Ella's room. Of course it cost a leg, two fingers and a toe. 

Jamie wanted to buy the picture no matter what the price was. I had to deny the purchase due to the ridiculous price that was tagged on the painting. We left the store empty handed, but I know that picture stayed in Jamie's mind.

Everyday I hear about what we are going to do to Ella's room and how we are going to paint. When a pregnant woman says "we" to her husband it actually means "you". Mixed in to these plans is the picture at Hobby Lobby and how perfect it is for the room. I liked the picture too, but it was more than I could allow myself to spend on such a painting.

Jamie made her best effort to keep reminding me of the picture.

Today I received a text that said "It's 50% off." The text caught me off guard because it lacked vital details and came out of the blue. Shortly after the text came a picture. The picture was the one posted above. Two seconds later my phone rang. My wife has so much patience.

I answered the phone and the baby talk pleading began. (Pouty lip voice) "It's 50% off. Can I get it?" I agreed to the purchase and Jamie said "Really?" "Uh, yeah." I could hear a sniff and tell that Jamie was crying. She acted like I just gave her a million dollars. I asked why she was crying. She said "I thought that you would say no." 

For the record, I never tell my wife no to anything unless it is completely ridiculous or expensive like I mentioned above. If I do say no it is usually just a stall tactic. 

I could not help, but laugh. I could see Jamie in Hobby Lobby crying in the middle of the aisle while staring at a painting of a pink tree. It might be funnier in my mind because I was there. Charlie probably even looked at her like "What is your deal woman? There is no crying allowed in Hobby Lobby."

She blamed it on the extra hormones of carrying a female child. I am glad that she is happy, but is there really a need to cry about it? Maybe I just don't understand.

The funniest part is that I received a text later in the day that Jamie started crying about the picture again when she was talking to her mom. What is it going to be like when Ella is born and she is rocking her in the nursery looking at the picture? There will probably be tears and snot dripping in Ella's face. (Sobbing voice) "Your daddy bought that, (sniff), picture for you, (sniff), before...you...were...boorrnn."

My wife is an emotional one. God love her. Thank goodness she is not high maintenance.