Mommy and Baby decided to prepare a yummy dinner the other night. Of course, no dinner is complete without a bit of dessert. Here’s where baby comes in…
First, you must prepare. Apron? check. Stool to stand on? check. Mommy’s shoes? check. Juice? check.
Next, you must make sure you have all the ingredients. Milk and pudding mix. Got it. Stir it all together with a nice big wooden spoon. (Mommy was busy panicking-glass bowl and all, so sorry no pictures of this one.)
After stirring for what seems an eternity in Toddler Time, you get to check the results.  This may take a few minutes…
I think you missed some…
I’m not quite done yet, Mommy.
MmmmMMMMmmmmmmm.
And that is how you make chocolate pudding.
mommy likes socks.
Baby R likes to play with mommy’s socks.
Baby R actually let mommy knit up these socks for Gramma.
And it only took 6 months!
They knit up wonderfully (even though the one on the right is a wee bit smaller than the one on the left. shhhh, don’t tell) and I had such a good time that I went and signed up for Sockapalooza 4. YIKES!
Today felt like my first real Father’s Day. I know that Ella is almost 2 and really I’ve gone through all of this before; first Mother’s Day, first Christmas, etc. This time around though is so much different. Now that she’s walking, talking (in her own gibberish sort of toddler way), and begging for me to play with her (which I love doing of course), it all seems so much more special.
When she gave me her card that she made at daycare, I gushed and gave her a huge hug and kiss and started her giggling and grinning. When I searched the house for my Father’s Day present, carefully following the clues Mommy Rimes had laid out for me, I carried her and we excitedly giggled and laughed when we found each of the three quite humorous bath-time photos of her (hair all spiked up from shampoo). And to reach the end of my search, to find a wonderfully framed photo of her from the beach last year made my heart melt.
I know that I’ve used just about every cliche I can for showing my affection, so I’ll just leave it at “I’m a very happy man today.” I felt very loved, and in return it made me want to love both my wife and my child even more. I hope that every father out there today had some small moment in which to share their love for the children or child.
