Birthday girl

Our baby girl just had her 4th birthday.
I know...time flies.

They say that they grow like weeds, and they are right.  It happens so fast.  However, it serves as a reminder that we need to enjoy the moment.

It wont be long before I am threatening her prom date.

Hot Tea

Every weekend I get up and make breakfast for my family. It is something that my kids have come to enjoy. Even expect. They are usually just as excited to help as well. Holly usually sits on the counter and holds a spatula, while I do all the work. Pretty sure she thinks she is supervising me. Jacob, is more hands on. He helps mix and pour, whatever the task calls for. However, if he is not actively assisting, he is drawing or reading.

This particular morning, was very much ordinary. Holly was sleeping in, so it was me and my boy. We headed downstairs and started cooking. We decided on french toast and bacon. Jacob was very happy. He helped crack open the eggs, and mix. These are the things that me a good father. Making time for my kids.

Doing things together. No television. Me and my kids.

After helping me, Jacob grabbed an ad from the paper (he loves all ads, including infomercials), and sat outside the kitchen.

Son: "Daddy?"
Dad: "Yes?"
Son: "What is, hot tea?"
Dad: "Hot tea?"
Son: "Yes, hot tea"
Dad: "There is hot tea and iced tea. One is hot, one is cold.

About this time. I feel the overwhelming rush of satisfaction. Knowing that you are spending quality time with your child. Knowing that he can ask any question and I, his father can answer it.

Son: "Then what does it have to do with nurses or the police?"
Dad: "Excuse me?"
Son: "This says Hot tea nurse and hot tea police"


Dad: "Do you want to have a slice of bacon and watch cartoons?"