My future husband

Today as I was walking from my last class to go to work again, I saw a woman with her husband, who was pushing a stroller with their crying baby inside. The father tried everything from baby talk to changing the pace of his pushing the stroller, but to no avail. That was one cold, unhappy baby. But then he started skipping and singing (I wish I could remember which song, but I don't) in a really silly voice. The baby still cried, but it was so much fun to see the happiness and laughter spread to everyone walking in the opposite direction. I've pretty much been smiling ever since then. That's when I realized how important it will be to me that my husband be just as silly, happy, and willing to sing and dance in public as I am. So all you men who take yourselves too seriously, go find yourself another woman. KthanksIstillloveyoubutbye.