I've been working up at the hospital a lot lately and reading this made me especially grateful that in just a few days I will finally get an uninterrupted weekend with my three monkey children...
[Daddy and Son are watching cartoons on a Saturday morning.]
"Daddy, can we make some 'awfulls?"
"Yes, Son. We can make some waffles."
[Later that morning.]
"Ok buddy, watch the light on the waffle maker. When the light goes out, call to Daddy and I'll get your waffle started."
"Okay, Daddy."
[A couple of minutes later.]
"Da light went off! Daddy, da light went OFF!"
"Okay buddy, let's start your waffle."
[Daddy pours the mixture in the waffle maker and closes the lid.]
"Allright, let's give it a few minutes to finish cooking."
[Daddy moves to leave the kitchen.]
"Daddy! Stay wif me! Don't leave. Stay wif me."
[Daddy moves back to the counter and the little boy leans his head against Daddy's chest while singing a song about trains who are happy and sad. Daddy thanks God for mornings like this one.]
(Scene.)
I found this on my computer today and I am really glad I took the time to write it down as soon as it happened. This is the kind of moment that can fade from my memory if I don't get it down on paper. I really need to do a better job making a record of experiences like this one...
- S.
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