Renaissance Man

After a long day at the office it is pretty common for Brady and me to veg out in front of the t.v. We generally flip between sports (Brady) and crappy reality t.v. (me).

Tonight, Brady is watching the t.v. intently. And what is he watching? Sports? The history channel? A travel show about Las Vegas? All very likely possibilities.



But no! He's watching Dancing with the Stars with me! Ok, it also happens to be Erin Andrews' performance. That certainly helps his interest in the show. But he totally gets into the show and critiquing the performances. He did go to cotillion so he knows a fair amount about ballroom dancing.



I love this about Brady. He is such a tough guy, totally macho, into sports, and cars, and tanks, you know guy stuff. And then he'll watch and enjoy Dancing with the Stars with me. What a renaissance man!

And don't make fun of our tiny t.v. We were just about to buy a giant flat screen and then, well, we got pregnant. And babies are expensive. So the t.v. will have to wait. It's not like we'll have time to watch it when the little guy comes anyways.