daily journal · family

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Sometimes I feel like all I do is work, come home, and put Edyn to bed.

Im lucky enough to be able to take her with me to work whenever I need, and she comes and hangs out with me for a while after school until it’s time to come home- but I’m still focused on working and not so much on hanging out with her.

Its life, I get it. Working is a part of it and that’s fine.

But today I took advantage of an invitation to tag along in their field trip to the aquarium and it was much needed time with her.

And it doesn’t hurt that she still likes to hang out with me…sometimes ;).

Then bedtime came around and Jon was at his meeting so it was just the two of us. We said prayers, said goodnight and I blew kisses as I shut her door. Then the crying began…

At first I just assumed it was her fighting bedtime and that she was just wanting to chat a little more to distract me, but after a minute I realized it was a real cry.

i walked back in her room and those alligator tears- oh my lanta. Poor kid was bawling. I asked her what was wrong and all she could say was that she just missed daddy. So we face timed him and without hesitation he was on his way home.

Once he got here her eyes lit up and mine started to water. One of the most magical things is watching your spouse being a parent. It’s true. And I’m not sure I’m wording that in a way that really conveys it.

When I see him interact with her, it makes my heart just a puddle o’ mush. The way they love each other is really a beautiful thing.

Autocorrect word of the day:

then – thej

what??

I love it.

G’night.

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