I am Michelle D. Carter

My husband is a wuss. Don’t get me wrong, he would do anything to protect his family, but when it comes to little “critters,” he is a BIG BABY!! Several years ago, there was a half-dead crow in our backyard. He was afraid to pick it up because some of its “relatives” were flying above. He kept saying, “didn’t you see Birds?” Ok, Tim, there is only one, maybe two birds up there. I seriously doubt it will happen in this case. I put on some plastic gloves and threw the bird out of the yard. I didn’t want the dog to eat it, or, God forbid, get mauled by the swarm of birds. A couple days later, it was dead in the window well. Again, Tim wouldn’t have anything to do with it even though the relatives were long gone. He was afraid they would come back and avenge its death.

A couple days ago, we were working in the yard and Tim finds a little frog. Maybe it was a toad, I can’t tell the difference. Anyway, he had picked it up and went to show the kids. All three had to take turns holding it, then the neighbor kids got involved. Their Mom got a big bucket for it to live in for awhile. This was until my son threw it on the road. I hope this is just the orneriness of a boy and not his path to a serial killer. Later that day, Alex, the frog slayer, Alyssa and I found a turtle on the road on our way to the grocery store. We got out of the car and talked about it and let it go its merry way.

This morning, Tim and I are talking and I told him that if we would have found the turtle on the way home instead of on the way to the store, I probably would have brought it home. Then he goes into the spiel about how he would be afraid it might hurt the kids, yadda, yadda, yadda. Then he admits that the only reason he picked up the frog was because he had gloves on. Good gravy, did he expect a whole slue of frogs to come attack him? I, of course, laugh at him. We also talked about how his boss took his grandkids fishing over the weekend. I said, that would never happen with Tim, I’d have to go to bait the hook for them. Then he’s like eewww, what if you caught a fish? He’d have to take my house cleaning gloves just to touch it, they are heavy duty rubber.

Yes, my husband, the big WUSS. I love my wuss!!

What doesn’t kill you, only makes you stronger!! Apparently, Tim thinks it WILL kill you.