Jeff

So if you were to spend some time with us you would probably hear Scott talk about Jeff.  And you would wonder to yourself, "who is Jeff?"  A cool uncle perhaps? Brian's best friend from growing up? A neighbor or a friend's dad who we see a lot?

No.

He's our contractor.

Yeah.

So here is the story.  Jeff has done work at my parent's house, then our house and he's currently back at my parent's doing their new bathroom (ooh lala).  So Scott basically thinks Jeff is second to Jesus.  Coolest guy ever.  Ok maybe second to Jesus and Daddy, but really up there. When Jeff used to stop by our house to finish up last minute things Scott would be so excited to see him and talk to him (I'm sure much to Jeff's delight he had to schedule 15 extra minutes with each trip to our house to account for talking time with Scott, but he is a grandfather himself so I'm sure he gets it).

Recently a neighbor was over and complimented our floors.  Scott immediately chimed in and informed them that "Jeff made those!!!"

A few days ago Jeff was at my parent's house and we were all there.  When he walked through the door the boys were just beside themselves with excitement.  Parker J did frog jumps for him, both boys talked to him non stop and then Parker J told Jeff to "call me if you need help."

At our gingerbread house decorating Brian had a 'home depot' gingerbread house (this is an actual thing, not made up) with a worker on it - Scott informed me tonight that it was Jeff.  And then he proceeded to "fix" things around the house and tell me that he was Jeff.

You would think we really knew this guy personally and/or we were related to him.  Not the case.