my eagle scout.

can we just please take a moment and talk about how absolutely adorable  my husband is?

{san diego eagle scout, age 15}

i am so thankful for him in many ways. more selfishly, i am grateful for his eagle scout accomplishment, because that means that he can rescue me in any sort of situation. ever. 

your flashlight pen stops working in the dark? 

yeah, he knows why, disassembles it, scrapes off the corrosion, and reassembles it. and it works.

mama and baby ducks trapped in our empty pool? 

he rescues them. and then gives a lesson as to why we can't touch the babies because the mama will abandon them if we make them smell like humans.

your car breaks down and you burst into tears and start panicking because you have no idea what to do? 

no problem, he will just grab the emergency water in the trunk and somehow get the car started just long enough to get you to the nearest shop. 

you laugh at him because he buys headlamps {that shine in three different modes} for your camping trip and he forces you to bring the ridiculous one he bought for you? 

ok, i ended up being the girl that wore hers the entire trip.

zombie apocalypse? 

check. {all right, well i don't exactly have a scenario yet for this one, but after watching the walking dead with him, i'm positive we'd survive.}

maybe i'm the sad result of having an overly capable dad and brother that did everything for the little sister, and that's why i am sort of a dramatic damsel in distress. 

but let me tell you, i sure love it when my husband rescues me.