This is way late. But better late than never, huh?! This June was Adam's 1st Father's Day! He has been the best dad an Ollie could ask for! He constantly tells me how much he loves being a dad. He is zooming her little 15 pound body across the living room, bouncing her off Bruce, and serenading her daily with guitar and song. Adam isn't a "dancer" and sadly enough, it causes many little "tiffs" between the two of us...but now guess who he circles around the kitchen with?! ha. I'll take it!
The one thing that has decreased since Ollie is sleep. Adam is a big sleeper. Big. And sad for him (and me) his number of hours in sweet slumber has dropped dramatically. The other day he was troubled by the fact that he had just had 3 cups of coffee and was able to sleep right after! So Ol and I thought the perfect gift would be to paint a coffee mug for him to have at work. I wanted it to be somewhat fun and artsy and personal because Adam always whips that kind of stuff out for me! So I found a place in west Wichita that you could paint items and have them fired and whatnot. So, even though the 20 minute ride there was almost as horrible as the 20 minutes ride back, I ventured out to paint with Miss Fussypants;) (I swear, her crying and screaming at the top of her lungs in the backseat is my kryptonite). I made sure to get there right when they opened so we would disrupt a fewer amount of customers. So, we got in at 10am. Picked out a mug. I painted the base color with Ollie entangled in my arms while the mug was in one and the brush in the other. I brought her little Bumbo so I would have at least 5 minutes to maybe write a quick message. And that's what happened. She only lasted 5 minutes and it was back to juggling. I knew I wanted her hand print on the mug, but knew it would send my heart rate sky rocketing. Dad's worth it though, right? So we did it. Hand in paint. Three 1/2 fingers on the mug. Success in my book. Botta bing, bottta boom.
Thanks babe for being such a great dad for Ollie! We love you!