In the last year, you've really grown as a father. You've become so much more comfortable in this role. You volunteer to do jobs that once were only Mom-jobs, like putting Joe to bed. You've conquered solo bath-giving, a task that once daunted you. Your face is far less panic-stricken when I say I'm leaving to go to the grocery for an hour. You only need a Joe-translator about 15% of the time now. You've become just as passionate as me when it comes to teaching them manners & rules & healthy habits. I can tell you're no longer nervous about what the next stage will bring with them; rather, you seem to be looking forward to it.
You play Princess Yahtzee with Brooke with more patience than I've ever been able to muster. You beam every time Joe correctly identifies all of the characters in Cars. You have somehow managed to turn getting the mail from the mailbox into their most favorite activity in the world & something that instantly calms a grumpy child. You have accepted your role as the resident human jungle gym, letting them scale you and climb on you and "give Daddy hugs" without hesitation. You rarely complain when I need you to entertain them for 10 minutes so I can get something done or take them outside to play for a bit while I finish making dinner.
These two little friends think you are the bees' knees. You make their world such a brighter place. Mine, too. Thanks for all you do for us. The 3 of us love you to the moon & back.
Here's the 2013 Daddy Interview. Same questions as last year for her. And it's in 2 parts b/c Daddy surprised us by coming downstairs too early this morning!
He just had a few things he wanted to say/sing, too :)
p.s Apparently I don't know the words to Take Me Out to the Ballgame. Whatev.
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