Hit the alarm - again - it's 5:45AM and I have to get my son up, make sure he gets dressed, walk the dog and feed him, make the coffee and then it happens. I look in the mirror with one eye barely opened and I see it - a man in need of a shave, who loves his life. All of a sudden I think to myself - "if you are a reflection of Jesus, buddy you need some work." Thank God that His mercies are new each day.
Anyway, I finally get my son to the bus stop at 6:22AM (yes AM - now I really miss living in CT) to wait for a bus that is running late. She shows up at 6:30, an entire 8 minutes late. Doesn't seem like much, but when you have been standing in the dark for an additional 10 minutes and your skin is dark, and you are wearing dark clothes, and cars are driving by - you tend to blend into the shadows until you step into the light.
I can't wait to get that cup of coffee. I got the wife off to work, one kid off to school, and the girls are getting ready to go. One will go off to do her student teaching, one needs a ride to school because the pyramid project that we worked on - is too big to carry on the bus, and I might have to YELL at the college kid to get up.
It's not even 7AM and I am wondering what to make for dinner. I know it has to be easy and quick to prepare. Tonight is Cub Scouts and I need to get my uniform ironed and get to the school and recruit some families into the experience that is scouting. Of course, all of this is after homework and running the day's errands.
When I was child, scouting was so different. No one stayed with me, I was dropped off and that was the end of it. I got on the bus with the project and prayed it survived the ride to school. No one had to yell at me to get up - I was the usually the first one out of bed in the house and I made sure my younger siblings were awake before I walked out the door.
My friend Wendy is right - I am not Mr. Mom - I am Mr. Dad. I do it all and I love doing it. This is just an avenue to vent, reflect and pen the joys of being an at home dad. She is no longer that -2 in my life. She is a great friend, a great woman, and our family adores her from 750+ miles away.
This move has shown me who I can count on and who I can depend on in the times of need. Not financial, but encouragement, spiritual and someone to tell me when I am wrong. I love my family, but I LOVE my friends. Time to get that cup of coffee - I hear the girls going at each other. Let me go and referee - I swear we need a reality show -The Real McKoy's
Where's the sun?
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