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...and I'll mention it again. I adore this man. Absolutely and completely. I really don't know of too many husbands that would happily take off work to tend four kids for four and a half days. One of which is in a cast and cannot walk. And not only tend them, but make life so very happy for them.
Between letting them have friends over to play, splashing around in the pool, riding the train to Boston, going to the children's museum, going to the library, sleeping outside in a tent, having a kid/grown up switch night, going to a church activity—I honestly don't know how he could have made it more fun and exciting. And he never complained to me once or acted like it was a big deal to do what he did. Oh, and did I mention I came back to a perfectly clean house and mowed lawn?
Between letting them have friends over to play, splashing around in the pool, riding the train to Boston, going to the children's museum, going to the library, sleeping outside in a tent, having a kid/grown up switch night, going to a church activity—I honestly don't know how he could have made it more fun and exciting. And he never complained to me once or acted like it was a big deal to do what he did. Oh, and did I mention I came back to a perfectly clean house and mowed lawn?
The kids adore him. I adore him. I mean really, how blessed am I?