Yesterday my husband Wade took day off (that’s one of really cool things about having your own business!). The only bad thing about yesterday is that two of kids are still sick—they have that cold with horrible cough and congestion. So, needless to say, I’ve been going a little stir crazy and was so happy for extra help.
The kids were excited too. They love spending time with their Dad.
In fact, on days he does work, there’s a terrible commotion when he comes home. As soon as van pulls in driveway, kids run to window and start yelling, “Daddy, Daddy, Daddy” in that familiar, excited child chant. Next, as Wade comes up sidewalk, they all scramble to get to front door—usually getting in trouble for pushing to see who gets to stand right at opening. Finally, front door opens, and everyone cries, “Daddy, you’re home!” They jump up and down while they wait for their turn to be picked up and hug.
There’s nothing my kids like more than spending time with their Dad, and I hope same is true for you too!
So, on Wade’s day home yesterday, he decided that he needed to get garage organized. Of course, everyone wanted to go out and help; and I was just to eager to get some breathing space. Since garage is heated, they could have a little fun without it slowing down their immune system.
They were probably out there for three hours, but it seemed like only three minutes before they were back inside and desperate for something to eat.
As I fixed them something, I listened to stories from garage. One that nine-year-old Nathan told me really caught my attention.
Wade prefaced story with fact that he’s teaching Nathan to be a problem solver. While they had been working, he told Nathan about a problem and how it was solved.