My wife was under the weather for the past few days, and I took off work on Thursday and Friday to take care of her and the kids. I cannot describe the satisfaction (and often joy) that I had being the caretaker for a change. I take care of the family in a panoply of ways, first and foremost making a living at my job, but I lend a hand when I get home, cooking and cleaning and putting the minion to bed; but there was something so satisfying about being the caregiver over the last four days.
I took Nora to her infant swimming lessons, which were hard to watch, and I played with her for most of the day until I picked Kemp up from school. We played, we laughed, and being a clumsy little thing, she cried every so often when she took a particularly magnificent stumble. (Note: The only bump she received this weekend was when Anna was watching her, and so I feel pretty good about that.)
All in all, I kept my family fed, clothed, and where they needed to be. Kemper hit the ball on his first try at t-ball (thought he swung before he was supposed to, and I missed the video), and he seems to be enjoying it. (If he could remember which hand his glove goes on, he could be an all star…)
This photograph was taken in Panthertown Creek, just outside of Cashiers, North Carolina, close to Brevard. I gave Kemper my old digital camera, and he thoroughly enjoyed snapping pictures of leaves and sticks and other miscellany. He especially enjoyed taking pictures of other people, including this one, in which he took a picture of me taking a picture of him. Something about this photograph struck at my heartstrings, and it is even the background to my phone now.
I work very hard, long hours (I am posting this at 3:15 AM), but it is all worth it when I come home and Nora comes running up to me, arms wide open, and screaming “Dada, up please.” When she buries her face in my neck, or gives me an unsolicited kiss, my heart melts, and I know that outside of its meaning to the clients, my work has meaning to my family. Although I am not there as much as I would like, I provide, and I am there as much as I can be. I was sad to see Anna at less than 100%, but I appreciated the opportunity to pick up the slack and play the role of both parents as Anna often does. I am so fortunate to have the life I do, and these four days were a welcome reminder of that life.
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