Thank goodness, I had a good day today with the kids. We spent the morning playing together in Tessie’s room. Christian stood in his walker and the three of us made beautiful music with kazoos, harmonicas, drums, and tambourines. After lunch we said goodbye to Nick as he headed back into the mountains for the last leg of his elk hunt, and the kids both took naps while I made some important phone calls.
The rest of the night went pretty smoothly, complete with adorable moments from the kids. My favorite was Tessie trying to make Christian feel better in the bath tub when he started to cry. “Don’t worry Bubs,” she said. “I’m here. Tell me about your day. Daddy will be back soon, he is just getting us another rabbit to eat.” It worked, Christian stopped crying. Once the kids were both asleep I called Nick to tell him about his ridiculously cute kids and hear about his evening hunt.
The thing I love most about my husband is that he is my best friend. Really, I mean that. He is the person I want to tell all my little things to, and I want to hear about his. And so I shared in his excitement as he told me about his close encounters with a bull elk and a herd of antelope this evening. I could hear his pride for me as I told him I sent in the paperwork for my first craft fair this afternoon. We finished our stories, traded "I love Yous," and said goodnight.
It may seem like a small thing, but my hubby check in tonight was the most special part of my day. We are there for each other, on the easy days like this one, and on the days when life hits us hard. Knowing he is saving up his little moments to share with me, while I’m saving up mine, is a beautiful reminder that I got really lucky, and I am grateful for it every day.
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