Kid Week

The days blend together, each one indistinguishable from the last or the next.

My time is tolled bi-weekly, when I have my children and when I do not. I live bi-weekly. I am two different people it seems. When I pick my children up on friday evening, my fatherhood begins anew, I am Dad. I relish the time I spend with my offspring. Kid Friday is always somewhat of a shocker, I dive into parenting mode, not missing a beat. I catch up with there ever changing lives as fast as I can without overwhelming them. I feel like I lose a piece of them during my bi-weekly seperation. As if I have been robbed of the treasured moments that I horde jealously. Kid friday is always good. Day 1 passes. Day 2 Saturday, I usually take them grocery shopping, and attempt to make there lives as joyous as possible. Sometimes we go to the park across the street, and feed the ducks, all the while my son is being walked by our suspected chromosome depleted pug "Brewtus". I really have to try to slow down, I struggle to keep things in perspective. I just try to shower my kids with love, and attempt to impart some of the small lessons I have learned upon my journey. Day 3 Sunday, lazy day, prepare for the upcoming week. Reading to the kids always seems to fit in on this day. Bah, laundry... Day 4 Monday, routine kicks in, fresh clothing, daycare, work, then pick up the kids. Dinner, bathes, entertainment (TV, video games, doll houses, coloring, etc.) Prayers, bedtime. Day 5 Tuesday, rinse off Day 4 and repeat. Day 6 Wednesday, rinse and repeat. Day 7 Thursday, this is always a sad day for me, I am in countdown mode, this is my last evening with my children for a week. I attempt to slow it down, but it never ever slows, it only seems to accelerate in motion. I almost always read a short story to them on this evening, I find this calms my mind, so I can go to sleep without staying up half the night. Friday morning, drop them off at daycare, and linger, letting them know that there mother will be picking them up tonight, and I will miss them, and to be good. And that my love never ever leaves them. It is forever.....

I will post my Kid-less week ramblings soon, for now this brief paragraph is what I am feeling the most on this a new Kid Friday, they are tucked away in fresh linens, and are dreaming the dreams only the children can dream.

I love you both and will always feel humbled and eternally blessed at the same time, by the gifts that you both are.

Dad