Well today was quite a day for the girls. As I walked in the door from work I could see the relief in Elis's face as I strode into the kitchen. I have been thinking over the last few days about how stressful having 1 baby is, let alone 2. I really have been blessed with a wife who exhibits an extreme (and sometimes irritating) amount of patience. She is able to manage the chaos all day and still manages to allow me time to work out at night after a long day at the office. I was thinking how hard it must be when she left for a few minutes to run a couple of errands at my insistance. I just wanted her to be able to get away from the madness for a few, but I was unprepared for the meltdown that ensued. I know my girls love me, but sometimes I wonder whether or not they like me at all, since they decided soon after she left that they would test daddy's patience by having a synchronized fit. I ended up calling her, which I did NOT want to do, but it made me realize how much I depend on her as much, if not more, as the girls do. All ended well of course, when mom came and saved the day. I am still getting the hang of the whole daddy thing but I am enjoying the ride. Everyone says to enjoy this time now because they will be grown and gone before we know it so I am stealing all the kisses I can while they are unable to defend themselves. Still, I feel a little better knowing that I am getting more and more capable of taking care of them so that Elis can feel like an adult for a little while.
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