Daddy was practicing with his new remote control.
We are growing out the 4 yo’s bangs, so we can keep them out of her eyes.
Yesterday was a new experience for me in the world of fatherhood. I picked up our 6 yo for school, and she asked if one of her school buddies (a boy) could come over to our house. So we get home and all 3 kids are playing nicely together. We decided to head to a park to enjoy some sunshine and fresh air. The boy really likes to play on the skate park, and naturally our 6 yo follows suit. Everything is going smoothly. I had to deal with a sharing issue with our 4 yo. Once that was resolved, all hell breaks loose. The boy wanted to play with a golf ball, which our 4 yo had and they played together. This action of changing playmates, caused the 6 yo to become quite JEALOUS. I look up and she was gone, she was hiding from all of us. I found her and I could see she was upset. The boy kept trying to talk to her, but she was having nothing to do with him. She kept running away from him, and giving him the cold shoulder. If this is any insight into her dating life, i feel sorry for the boys who piss her off. I hope she always knows that daddy will be here to guide her, listen to her, and protect her. Anyway, we get home and watched a movie, by the end of the movie the friendship was restored and all was well.
This morning upon waking the girls up to get them going for the day. The 6yo declares that she doesn’t feel well. I check her forehead and she doesn’t feel warm. So, I keep encouraging her to get out of bed and come down for some breakfast. (In my mind I’m thinking sick day and movies for everyone.) She then stats that she can only breath out of one nostril. I explain to her that its just a cold and that she is not really that sick. I was totally going to let her stay home and just hang out, but she made up her own mind that she wanted to go school.
Daddy is a softy. There I said it. This probably doesn’t bode well for me in the future with 3 beautiful daughters. They can have daddy wrapped around their little fingers. It’s a good thing Wifey and I are a good team and we can strengthen each other in our softy moments.
I often sit and wonder how it came to be, that 3 of gods finest were sent to be with me.
So wise, so bright, so beautiful – all the qualities that they share. So thick and brown, one shiney blonde and a mop of curly hair.
Three sets of eyes all mysterious brown – but of slighty different shades. The time and effort that must of went in when my three girls were made.
My eldest child – My pride – so beautiful and wise beyond her years
My second born – My Princess – so pretty, pure and fair
My baby girl – My Blessing – from the moment I saw her face, I knew she’d fit in perfectly and now everythings in place.
I have three girls so perfect – but I have blessed them too, with the gift of having sisters to share in all they do.
This woman has been a steady force in all of our lives. Without her love and constant prayers we would be who we are today. I know we never made it really easy for her growing up, but her presence in our lives has made a difference. Thank you mom! We all love you. Happy Mother’s Day!!!
I have to apologize for my absence this past week from my blog. I have been a little busy adjusting to having a newborn again. Our 3rd child is a tremendous blessing. So, hopefully I can get back to regularly posting again.
A great BIG thank you to all of you, who continue to support my blog. You guys and gals are AWESOME!!!
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