My last post (which was my 100th on this blog, by the way) reminded me that I should really post about how I won the lottery in the husband department. 

In our household, stereotypical gender roles are completely reversed. 

My husband does most of the cooking in our house. He loves to cook and experiment in the kitchen. I think in over 7 years of marriage, he has only had a handful of meal disasters – and I use the term “disaster” loosely. I like to cook…only when I know exactly what I’m making and have a recipe to follow.

In addition to a love of cooking, he is a neat freak who appreciates a very tidy home. I’m not a slob, but I’m definitely not the neatest person. He likes to make sure everything is put away so that he can enjoy our home. I can appreciate that but get particularly lazy when it comes to putting away my things.

Not only is he a rock star at cooking and cleaning, but he’s also a great dad who can handle our 2.5 year old on his own. I don’t have to worry about him or check-in to see how he’s doing. In fact, I’ve never had to do that, even when said toddler was a baby. He’s got the dad thing down, which makes it easy for me to have a career and do my own thing at times. 

There’s a long list of OTHER reasons why I’ve won the lottery with him, but I don’t want to make everyone out there too jealous.