A Visit From Poison Ivy

The other night, Noah was itching a spot on his wrist like crazy.
"I think I got bit by a spider!"

As he continued to itch a second spot showed up about an hour later.
"Man, there's another bite!"

Soon there was a third red spot a little further up his arm.
"Noah, I'm not sure those are spider bites. It looks like it may be poison ivy."
"No, it couldn't be." he said.

The next morning, Noah dashes into the bathroom with his boxers in a bunch.
"Is this what I think it is?" he asked me in a very worried tone.
"Yes, Noah. That is poison ivy."

It had spread overnight to a much more "delicate" area.

I stood there not knowing what to say. I'm so glad that within a few seconds he was able to laugh about it because there was no way I was going to be able to hold it back for very long. It was pretty funny.

So this weekend, we've been nursing his sores. The poor guy.
These are the humble moments we get to experience together as husband and wife.
I'm loving every minute of it!!