The Catbird Seat

As some of you may know, my Dad arrived today just after lunch.

Obviously, he was here when Elizabeth woke up from her nap. He continued to be here when Jane woke up from her nap.

He was here when I loaded the girls into the car to go to the park.

Wait.

Make that “when we loaded the girls into the car…”

He took one child, I took the other.

It took roughly half the time it normally does to get loaded.

(Smile.)

When we got to the park, he unloaded Jane while I unloaded Elizabeth. If Elizabeth cried and I stooped to pick her up and comfort her, Dad watched Jane. And vice versa.

(Smile.)

When we got home, Paul was here. So Dad built beautiful (really!), complicated wood-block towers with Jane. Paul played with, bathed and fed Elizabeth.

I got to enjoy simply making dinner in peace.

(BIG smile.)

When Jane’s bathtime and Elizabeth’s bedtime came, both children were in the capable hands of two experienced Daddies. I was cleaning up the kitchen in peace.

(Smile.)

Then Jane asked for “Daddy Harv” to read to her and put her to bed. Paul got a phone call. I’m blogging in peace.

(Smile.)

I never knew my dad’s “extra” set of hands could mean so much to me. But it does.

Thanks, Dad.

Filed under: General, Catbird, Random Thoughts, SAHM on October 26th, 2006