You’re Right-My First Blog

My favorite phrase of all times has become “You’re Right.” I say it. My husband says it. Even my kids let it rip from their mouth. And without fail, it’s true every time!

Because “You’re Right” is a flagship expression routinely used among our family, that can only mean there are some words not allowed….like “I can’t.” “I can’t” at my house will cost you—money, push-ups, or a tongue-lashing—from me!

“You’re Right” was birthed out of pure frustration, but has evolved into so much more as the years have passed—all because of a Gameboy (yeah, that’s how long ago this came to fruition.)

Let me explain. My girlfriend, Renee, dropped her son, Jake, off with me one afternoon. Jake brought his GameBoy and our girls became completely enamored with his little gadget. Even before Renee made it back to get him, our kids started begging me to buy them one. I said, “Absolutely not,” as they were going to be starting school the next day. So, like normal kids do, mom said no, let’s go ask dad!

Five minutes later, Brian approached me wanting to know how much money was in our account, where my girlfriend had purchased the GameBoy, and what games her son had. I curiously inquired why he wanted all that information, to which, he replied he intended on buying the girls their own GameBoy.

I immediately went to battle. First off, I already said no. And second, they were starting school the very next day! I could see the future of this GameBoy if it showed up in our house—our kids would be fighting over whose turn would be next or how long so-and-so had it. They would rush through whatever homework was assigned because the GameBoy would be calling their name. They would resort to being inside the house instead of outside. To me, nothing good could come out of getting them a GameBoy at that particular time.

What part of that didn’t he understand! Hello? He didn’t want to hear it and requested I call my girlfriend to obtain the information he asked for. Now, in my mind, I was going off. But with my mouth, I said, “Sure Honey, let me call Renee.” I called Renee and got all the information he wanted.

An hour later, as we were getting ready to go to the store (to get school supplies), my husband announced that he would not be buying the girls the GameBoys they were requesting because they would be starting school the next day. My jaw hit the floor! AND…I said, “You’re right, Honey!” I shocked myself and kept my composure!

He took all the credit for coming up with the brilliant idea. Wow…genius. I said nothing, although I surely could have reminded him that I had said it an hour ago.

But seeing as how that went over so smoothly, I tried it again, and again, and again. And it worked! I’m not encouraging any women to be a doormat because they tell their husband he’s right. What I am saying is…to conclude with “you’re right” is priceless!

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