It was the usual post-bath time mayhem tonight. I attempted to dress the kids in their pajamas, amazed at their pronounced tan lines after a sunny-days-chasin'-the-clouds-away outing to Sesame Place. When they asked if they could watch Spongebob, I mentioned that they could but we should first call their Pop Joe and Pap Bill to wish them a Happy Father's Day.
Max stopped jumping on the bed naked, turned to me with sudden seriousness, and said, "Is today Father's Day?" I nodded while wrestling his brother into a diaper. He waited for me to get Lucas dressed then went on. "Well, mommy, you know what I like to say. Today is actually a second mommy's day for you." Then he hugged me and wished me "Happy Second Mommy's Day." I hugged him back and told him that was very sweet of him to say. And that his dad would be proud.
Oh, how kids can surprise us. After all, this heart-warming statement came from the same kid to whom I said the following just a few hours earlier on the way to Sesame Place: "I swear, Max, I will flash my lights to that state police car and explain to him how you are behaving recklessly in a moving vehicle and potentially jeopardizing the safety of your entire family not to mention the other families driving with us today on the New Jersey Turnpike!"
Ignoring what it says on the calendar, I would like to wish everyone a Happy Father's Day, Second Mommy's Day, Widow's Day, Parents' Day, and Threaten-One's-Children-with-Cops Day. And to all a good night.
And Happy Be Everything That You Are to Your Boys Day to you as well Amy. You're always in my thoughts and prayers and very close to my heart. Take good care of those angels and yourself.
ReplyDeleteLove, Terry
You already know this, but you have incredible kids. That's because you're doing an incredible job. xoxox ~Paula
ReplyDeleteThis is so amazing. You should write a story for a magazine about your experience and this could be in it.
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