Daddy's Turn

      I'm currently hiding out in my bedroom with my littlest of tiny humans, hiding (or at least trying to) from my 3 other tiny monsters, or I mean humans. Nope, nope definitely mean monsters. Its finally Saturday and I'm taking advantage of the fact that my husband is home. I'm giving him the opportunity to enjoy all those precious moments I get to enjoy during the weekdays. He can soak up all those sweet moments of our four year old begging for food every 5 seconds because he's starving and the 2 hotdogs, oranges, cheezits, and yogurt just weren't enough. He can relish the constant bickering between them, fighting over the smallest things from where to sit on the couch to what cartoon to watch. I'm sure he'll enjoy our two year old's meltdowns over wanting in the kitchen or one of his brothers taking away his toy. He's bound to cherish each time he has to get up after he just sat down so he can help them with just one more thing and having to pause whatever he's doing for the thousandth time.

  All of this I'm sure he can take while I hide away and pray none of them come and bother me (which you know they have) I will say, though, that I'm very grateful. This week has been rough and I've desperately needed the break. While I'm sure they are tearing apart the house or in a constant brawl and he is just sitting there trying not to pull his hair out, at least he's trying and willing to help and for that I am thankful.