Eat, Read, and Be Mommy

Is anyone really surprised that I ended up missing Halloween?  Because really, I’m not.  At least it’s a 31st/1st, so I won’t get as far behind!

Anyway.  Britt and I started listening to I’m Sorry…Love, Your Husband:  Honest, Hilarious Stories From a Father of Three Who Made All the Mistakes (and Made up for Them) while driving from RI to VT; we got through maybe 2/3 of it on our trip, and I just finished listening to the rest of it a day or two ago.  Parts of it were laugh-out-loud funny, parts of it weren’t as relatable to me personally, and parts of it left me shaking my head a bit.  And that’s expected, right?  Any sort of book of personal experiences is bound to have parts in each of those categories.  Clint Edwards’ book focused more on marriage learning experiences than parenting ones–although there were some of both–and I think I actually preferred Jim Gaffigan’s Dad is Fat because it focused on the parenting stories.  To me, every marriage is different, but kids–in so MANY respects–are universal.  That said, however, Edwards’ book was certainly entertaining.  I would have preferred less crudity of language from someone who specifically mentions his religious beliefs (he shares mine, and I know for a fact that language is something talked about), but the bits he mentioned about his childhood suggested possible reasons for those particular tendencies.  All in all, if the topic sounds decently interesting to you–as it did me–you’ll likely enjoy the book, like I did.*

*You’ll also enjoy Gaffigan’s book, so read that, too!