Tuesday, April 13, 2010
And by several, I mean oodles.
But there was a little something he did recently that made me like him even more.
He took the six youngest kids, from 3 of 8 on down, on an afternoon excursion.
A Daddy Date.
Leaving 1 and 2 of 8 and I home to revel in the quiet.
I really like that guy.
Michael took the crew out to a gorgeous state park about an hour outside the city, a merry compilation of climbing rocks and icy fresh streams and hiking and splashing and sunshine. Perfect fodder for wearing out energetic, wild children.
But by any definition, a Daddy Date is a beautiful thing.
Even when you stay home.
In the quiet.
While the kids hang out with Daddy in the sunshine...wading.