Today is Father’s Day and I am so thankful for my husband.
Each year on Father’s Day we typically plan to treat him royally, but inevitably today (and Mother’s Day for that matter) has been filled with an extra bout of tantrums, sick kids, and unexpected hiccups that make me feel that he is not quite getting his due. Yes, we made him coffee and brought it to him in an awesome new mug, and yes, we gave him loads of cards that were made at preschool and squirreled away until today and yes, we love him very, very much. Alas a house with three kids under five a relaxing house does not make, even on Father’s Day.
So since he isn’t getting props from the kids today, he will get some from his wife. I am so, so thankful to have you as a partner. We do things that I wouldn’t even imagine tackling without you by my side (walk around Green Lake with two children under five years on bikes, another one in the stroller and a dog just to kick things up a bit… anyone, anyone?) Your confidence to try anything and everything amazes me and gives me the feeling that I want to be brave too. I hope that we have the rest of our lives to be brave together! And yes, in 2029 I will go anywhere in the world with you…
I mentioned in my first post that my husband worked very hard helping me to envision and then create a space just for me within this busy and chaotic house we are running. It was something that was difficult for me to wrap my brain around and I wouldn’t have done it, if it hadn’t been for his relentless prodding and encouragement. Now I have the mental and physical space to let my imagination run. To take the line from Field of Dreams, “If you build it, they will come.” Similarly, it appears that he built it and the ideas are coming! What an amazing concept. So, on this day, I would like to share some pictures with you of My Space. It is not perfect – whatever that means. It is still being fine-tuned – and probably will be forever. It is teeny tiny, but it is mine. This is what it looks like today and I am so happy to have it.
Thank you, Gus.