When I saw this little tree in Walmart’s ad a few weeks ago, I rushed over and brought one home for our princesses. E. fell in love with it instantly and wants it plugged in every day.
I left the room after taking these pictures and came back to find E. and Daddy stringing lights all over the room. You could tell J. really got a kick out of making E.’s playroom twinkle for her.
(E. keeps her dollhouse about as tidy as I keep our house.)
It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas around here. We’ve decorated the mantle and set up the tree. I’ve brought out all my Christmas cds and bought a little fabric to make E. and A. a stocking (cross your fingers that this project actually gets done). James and I have even set our DVR to record as many classic Christmas movies as we could find so we could have family movie nights (you should have seen J.’s eyes light up when he realized Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer was on tonight – like we struck classic christmas gold). And we got out this neat interactive nativity story my mom bought us last year: What God Wants for Christmas. It’s J. and E.’s new nightly ritual for this month.
And this is why I fall in love with James every day. Reading stories, stringing lights, recording movies…they may seem like simple things to you. But I don’t take for granted how very there J. is for our kids. He’s everything I wanted in a father for my kids. I really couldn’t have asked for more. It’s hard to explain; he doesn’t just fulfill his Daddy duties – he enjoys them, looks forward to them. I love that any moment J. isn’t at work is a possible Daddy moment for E. (and now A., too). This is a typical evening: we hear the garage door and E.’s eyes perk up. James walks in, E. goes running with arms wide open. They do hugs and kisses. E. helps him take his shoes to the closet. J. retires to the livingroom to become a human jungle gym for E. Evyn will do a few dressing room changes and come out in a dress, asking Daddy to dance. We’ll eat dinner (J. will rock the baby with one arm while trying to shovel food in his mouth with the other). J. will take diaper duty, then get E. dressed for bed and read a few stories and sing a song – usually, Rocky Top but this month he’s teaching her the Twelve Days of Christmas. After he puts her to bed, he might rest on the couch for a few moments before helping me rock/feed/diaper Ashlyn. This may all seem typical for some of you. But as the daughter of a mom who often had to be both Mommy and Daddy, I truly appreciate how special it is to have a partner in parenting. To me, he’s just. amazing.
Well. This started out as a pink tree post, and meandered into a father’s day post. Sorry about the rabbit trail. But I’m making good on my promise to myself to remember how very blessed I am, and to take time to enjoy and appreciate this season in our lives.