Introducing My Husband!

I would like to introduce you to my husband, Rooster!



Thats right, we are Mr. and Mrs. Fowl, but you can call us Rooster and Blue Bird. I guess that makes our kids blue chicks?

He has never had a nickname. I never call him by anything other than his name. 

However in the first year of our marriage, we went to the bank one day. We walked across the parking lot up to the sidewalk from the car and he remembered something and went back. I stayed on the sidewalk. A man approached me. Why? I don't remember, to ask the time, for directions? it has been a while. LOL! I told him whatever he wanted to know but I only glanced at him once. My focus was on my husband. My husband was leaning in the car reaching for something. As he pulled out of the car he stood up and looked in my direction and froze.

There was Rooster.

His back became rod straight, his chest puffed up, his head cocked back slightly. He didn't move, but kept his eyes trained on his prey.

If this rooster's head was cocked back more, this is exactly how he  looked.....

I have seen Rooster several times over the years. When an older child on the playground has been too rough with our chicks and the father is standing there making no attempt to call them in line, there is Rooster, expressing without words his displeasure. When someone has approached me in a way he doesn't like or I tell him a story of something that happened to me, I see Rooster. I have even seen Rooster appear in defense of others. But I am getting ahead of myself.

I never talk about my marriage to anyone in my real life, not even those closest to me, unless it is positive. I never thought it was fair. If I tell someone something, how is that going to skew their view of him? Will I unknowingly give them a very negative one sided view? Will that affect their interactions with him? In documenting my journey through Domestic Discipline I have written a lot about my marriage and I am afraid I may have given a one sided view of my husband. So here I will reveal sides of him no one knows but me.

Rooster

  The Family Man 

We were engaged one month after our first date and married almost six months to the day. I knew on the first date he was the one. We talked through out  the evening and were completely comfortable with the silences just looking at each other. Yah sappy. I was shocked when I looked at my watch to realize 4 hours had passed. We only went out to dinner. He was the only man to approach my father to ask permission to marry one of his daugthers. I thought it was cute, I was in my late twenties. He insisted it was important, "We aren't just marrying each other, we are marrying each others families". When I saw the look on my fathers face after their discussion, I loved him even more for giving my father that respect. 

A month before our wedding, we went with some of my family to watch Fourth of July fire works at the lake. My two year old nephew wanted to go into the water, but was afraid. We all were trying to encourage him but the more we talked the more he bulked and backed up. Rooster turned and signaled all of us to be quiet. He then went and sat about three feet to the side and a little in front of the little boy. He slowly began to remove his shoes, then his socks and he placed them in his shoes. The boy watched in fascination. Rooster then got up and went to the edge of the lake and wiggled his toes in the water. After a few minutes the little boy removed his shoes and put his socks in his shoes and placed them very carefully side by side next to Rooster's shoes. The boy slowly walked to the waters edge. He stood for a few minutes watching Rooster wiggle his toes, then slowly edged his toes into the water. As the little boy became comfortable, Rooster drifted a little more into the water. Slowly they worked their way until the boy was in water to his knees.  Boats went by and the lap of the water was a little too strong and Rooster quietly offered his hand to the little boy. The little boy took it instantly with complete trust. This was the first time the boy and Rooster had met. I suddenly realized it was too quiet. I looked behind me and a group of 30 people, only 7 of them my family, were quietly watching the scene unfold.  Rooster never uttered a word from signaling us to be quiet until the little boy suddenly started giggling and splashing around in the water. My love for him bloomed to something I had never felt before. 

This is the way he has treated all the children in our family. I was banished to more park benches when they were little. I was over protective. I was helping them to much, picking them up and holding on to them as they climbed the Jungle Gym. Rooster would stand next to them and just watch. If it looked like they were having trouble, he would tap their foot or hand (they were too little to know left from right) and then tap were they needed to put it. He would do this every time they needed help until they had it down. My son ruled the Jungle Gym by the time he was two years old. Mothers would comment about how little and fast he was.

Rooster takes his role as provider very seriously. He made it very clear from the beginning that we would only live within our means. At this time he contributes to two other households besides our own. They wouldn't be able to make it without his help. He has helped every one of my family members. Even one that has a bad record with paying people back. His only condition then was that I right it off in my head as a gift, so when it wasn't returned, there would be no hard feelings. Every single dime was returned.

If you would like to meet another side of Rooster...

Well....

Look! 

Up in the sky!

It's a bird!

It's a plane!

It's....

It's....

Well, it is a bird.....

It's 

Super Rooster!

 That's right he is a super hero! He has no super powers except maybe stealth and an incredible sense of responsibility to protect the vulnerable. Sometimes you know he was there and sometimes you don't.

I have watched him stop on the side of a busy freeway to help a poor little old lady who's car looked like it was ducked taped together. There were ten cars a second going by, no one else even slowed down. This wasn't the first or the last time he has done this.

Once we were in a foreign country and suddenly he ordered us to stay in the car. What? Huh? I turned around to look and he was crossing the street to help a rickety little old lady who was carrying a bag bigger than herself on her back. We waited for 15 minutes while he carried it all the way to her front door.

Once we pulled up in the parking lot of a store and saw a girl about fifteen years old with her arm twisted  behind her back being forced down the sidewalk by a young boy about the same age. She wasn't panicked, but she definitely didn't want to go in the direction he was forcing her. The sidewalk was right on an eight lane street. It was packed with cars. No one did anything. We saw an older man walk up to the store and pause and look and then turn away and go inside. Rooster again told me to stay in the car and walked up to the side walk of the store. There was a small parking lot between the two side walks. The car was parked about 10 yards to the right of the store in another lot. I watched him stand there (alone, super rooster cape flying, seriously that was his exact stance) and calmly call out to the girl,"Do you need help?" He completely startled them. The boy kept her arm twisted behind her back and couldn't look Rooster in the face. Rooster calmly kept repeating,"Are you all right? Do you need help?" The boy was intimidated and started to relaxed his grip. She twisted her arm out of his hold and they both just stood there, the boy looking at the ground and the girl wide eyed staring at my husband. Rooster just kept repeating the question keeping eye contact with the girl, "Are you all right? Do you need help?" He repeated this question probably 8 times before she finally shook her head no. Rooster didn't let up and again he said, "Are you sure? I will help you if you need help. Are you sure?"  After repeating this phrase about 3 times the girl shook her head with a definite no and turn around and began walking very fast in the opposite direction she was being forced. The boy tried to catch her arm again and she wouldn't let him.  He started to fall behind she was moving so fast. The whole time Super Rooster stood there, seriously in that stance, watching.


If you were to meet him you would think I was crazy for choosing this name for him. But I didn't choose the name. If you were lucky enough or unlucky enough to encounter Rooster you would understand instantly.


He is the only person in the world who can make my temper go over the top. In a temper, I once throw a cordless screwdriver across the room, NOT at him. It never worked again. Another time I slammed down a spatula so hard I did some serious damage. One of those incidents he apologized to me for pushing me so hard and the other incident, well............let's just say if we had been practicing Dd then, I would have gotten into serious trouble.......twice!

He is my lover and my teacher. He has taught me many, many things that have changed my views of life and the world around me. He is also the only person in my life that I completely and totally trust. I always have and always will.



Even when he is in Super Villain mode.

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