There is no telling what today will bring. It is a nice Saturday in mid-April in the mid-west. It is 7am. My daugther is catching up on sleep from the previous five days. Birds are outside the window enjoying the seeds my daughter and her friends scattered across the lawn. We have plans to pick up her 4th quarter school supplies in 3 hours. There is an acai truck she wants to go to for lunch. The library reopened their bookstore recently. .50 cents for kids’ books. Last week we got about $150.00 worth of books for $8.50.
If today goes like most others, shortly my daughter will wake. She will come downstairs holding the Hobbes tiger purchase nearly a year ago. She will crawl onto my lap and cuddle into me. Then she will go through the dramatic play of asking for breakfast (it is a whole thing for her).
We are currently experiencing many pressures. Things waiting and lurking in the background. This could be a great day. Something could happen to throw it off.
Right now, is good.
Posted. Not Perfect.
A Vegan Father… appreciating the pause moments.
As a follow up. My daughter woke up at 710. Came downstairs. Cuddled into my lap and started talking about, well, anything that popped into her head. Then she started the routine of asking for toast for breakfast.
A Better Father 