My hero.

My wife is a champ. Straight out. I need to publicly give her proper respect. Look at this picture. This is her kitchen. Actually, this other picture is her kitchen, but she is having to make due with a kitchen that used to be the family room until we finish the real kitchen. So she makes dinner on a plywood counter over the fireplace using a toaster oven, an electric griddle, and a microwave. The dishes are washed in a makeshift sink in the corner, and all our food is stored on metal shelves from the garage the we set up for a pantry.

Now this might not seem too bad. I have heard of people doing dishes in the bathtub or cooking in the garage. It certainly could be worse. It just seems extra hard with 3 little kids and being 8 months pregnant. And really, there is no end in sight. See, I can't really tell her when she will have a real kitchen back. But she doesn't complain and faces it bravely. So Stefanie vaults to the top of my hero list. It is probably bad form to brag about my own wife, but I am ok with that. I think she deserves it.