Often times, I'll head out the door to school with a shirt and tie on, but the collar of my shirt leaving some tie exposed. When Cara spots me later in the day, she tucks it in and usually remarks, "You need a good wife."
Most times, I'll tease her right back by saying, "I sure do."
We're used to this back and forth. She's a good wife for myriad reasons, most of which have nothing to do with oxen. Once in a while, though, Cara steps into the world of oxen with me.
When Cara was young, her parents took birding trips as part of her dad's job as a naturalist. Africa, England, Ireland, South America. Sometimes, she got to go; Other times, she stayed behind and they brought home a souvenir.
One such souvenir from Costa Rica was a model ox cart, painted similarly to the ones they photographed on their trip.
Cara held onto it and recently brought it home fromm her childhood room and gave it to her fashion-challenged husband.
A good wife, indeed.
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