In dad's arms,
you are comforted after 6 terrible shots
and safe from mom carrying you off to bed.
Goats, pigs, rabbits--what fun!
What I loved the most
about this little outing,
let's be honest, we all know it was not the animals,
was seeing
big brothers
being
caring, loving big brothers
helping their siblings
to see and touch and not be afraid of the animals.
And as I lay in my bed that night
thinking about my day,
a day
different from all birthdays.
a day
that left me breathing in and out
exhausted, yet content.
a day
to be grateful for my sweet husband
who painted baseboards all afternoon
because he knew how much I wanted
all the house painting done
(only two rooms left!).
a day
to spend hours at the autism clinic
with one of ours
and receive an official autism diagnosis.
a day
to serve cake
made by my boys.
a day
to suddenly open our house
for a few nights
to a sweet 6-year old, B.
a day
riding bikes
with my boys
through our neighborhood.
a day
sweet friends and family
remembered
and called and messaged.
a day
to be a little older
and happy
for all the great fun and good things
in my 29 years.
These kids were as excited as can be
to head off with dad to work for the day.
The two littlest were ready to head out the door with dad, too.
Sorry, though.
They have to wait a few more years.
Kacin proclaimed this the best day of his life.
No doubt that the bounce houses, free x-box games they came home with,
X-box One testing, and the time with dad
really did make it a pretty awesome day.
If only every work day was like this . . .
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