Father's Day 2013

We are very blessed as a family that Chris makes his fatherhood deliberate and one of the highest priorities in his life. I noted on the very morning of Father's Day that he had shown the night before one more way in which he is a caring father: John had been sick for the prior 24 hours, so when I heard another "incident" in the middle of the night and stumbled to join Chris (first on the scene) in yucky clean-up, he told me to go back to sleep and he would take care of it--with patience and kindness toward the sick child, no upset at the boy who couldn't help it. On top of that, two-year-old Margaret had a very strange night in which she screamed for several hours falling asleep: it didn't matter if we sat with her, ignored her, lay with her, sang with her, left the room . . . she just screamed. Then she screamed much of the night, our completely losing count of her wakings. Very unusual for Margaret. Chris patiently and lovingly responded to all of her wakings also. I'm sure he was utterly exhausted this morning, but I had to leave for Mass at 7:30 a.m. (in order for us parents to split Masses today) and he got up to take care of the kids so I could leave, offering no complaint or mutterings.

Thanks for being devoted, honey!

Daddy and his bunchkins!

John made his daddy two rockets "with real windows made of tape" so that they can play rocket together.

It gave me pleasure to notice that we have finally moved beyond all cards being pictures of stick figures: the children are really starting to draw things at a new level! John (6-1/2) drew a horse. Mary (4-1/2) drew a ballerina walking a tiger on a leash next to a tree. Also, Mary decorated the 'R' in her name as a little girl.