I asked Pat, “if you could go back to our first year of dating and start all over again, knowing what you know now…would you do it?”
And I love him because he always entertains my what if questions by giving them a thoughtful answer and never rolls his eyes at me, “could it be the second year instead of the first so that we don’t have to coach that volleyball season over again?”
And I was all, “Sure…second year of dating, before kids, before pets, before any of it…would you go back?”
I was expecting him to say something along the lines of, “hell no, raising babies is too hard” or “Yes, I’d go back and run far far away…”
But instead he said, “Yeah. I think I would. That was fun.”
Screaming babies, a near death experience in childbirth, countless sleepless nights, temper tantrums, financial struggles, and a wife so far on the verge of losing her damn mind that she created an entire website based on that topic alone…but he would do it again.
Because it was fun.
I think I really did lose my mind because in that moment when he said that I smiled big in response, “Me too!”