My dad unknowingly assumed the brave responsibility of helping me with the girls for the weekend before Christmas. Meg had to leave town for a couple of days to begin packing up her mom's house since we found a buyer! Of course, her leaving coincided with all three girls getting sick...again (it's amazing how the timing of that works out). Now, I pride myself on being able to take care of these girls myself, sometimes. However, this time around, I was no match for three sick toddlers. Personally, I don't think it was all me. Even with my dad here, we just couldn't keep these girls happy. I knew exactly what they needed.
I wish I could tell you that I found a way to get through it. That I'm the type of dad who can handle anything. Instead, I called my wife, frustrated and in somewhat of a panic and, basically, pleaded for her to come home a day early. To my surprise, she had already left a couple of hours earlier and had planned on surprising me with her early arrival. Needless to say, I was ecstatic when she walked through the door. It wasn't just me though, the girls turned in to these completely different little ladies when they saw her. There's just something about mom.
All in all, it wasn't a total failure. It's always good for me to get a fresh reminder of what Meg goes through on a daily basis. It reminds me that she's her own backup and reinforcements. Obviously, I play my part when I'm home during some of the evenings and on the weekend, but in our girls' eyes, she's always numero uno.
After a few days, my dad got, what I'm sure was, a well-deserved break from the babies and some time with his own mom. This time around, I remembered to break out the camera and I'm so glad I did. I love looking back at pictures of me with my grandma and I'm so glad our girls will have a chance to do the same when they get older.
By the way, one of the girls' presents this year was a
Sophie, ready for the morning's first slide trip
Sure looks like fun to me!
Maddy, questioning her decision to let us help her climb the steps to the top
You probably can't tell, but Izzy actually had a blast, especially when the ride was over
Maddy got more daring each time down
Not sure what he said, but it sure was funny
Even happy babies get tired
Izzy and Grandpa, sharing some cuddle time on Christmas Eve morning
If I recall, this crying had absolutely nothing to do with the slide, but started just because she wanted to