I was reading Cynical Mom's post for Fathers' Day, and it reminded me again of how much I appreciate everything that Tom does for me and for Dorothy.
The part of her entry that really got me thinking was this one:
Fifth, he usually takes Jared in the morning and lets me sleep in. Nearly every day of the week. On the weekends he'll take Jared down and make him waffles or pancakes and sometimes I even wake up to breakfast in bed for no special reason at all. On the weekdays I get that precious extra 30-45 minutes while he plays with Jared downstairs. To someone who is a parent and not a morning person (i.e. me), this is one of the greatest gifts you can receive. He is actually a morning person (I just don't get how someone grows up to become a morning person, when exactly do you stop sleeping in until 11AM? Outside of having kids and a job of course), but I still give him full credit for this one.
I'm not sure I would have thought it was possible before I met him, but Tom is even less of a morning person than I am. And he still gets up with Dorothy in the morning to let me sleep at least 90% of the time.
He not only does his own laundry, he does mine. He keeps the house pretty neat (well, neater than I would, anyway), manages our finances, takes care of Dorothy on Thursdays and whenever she's sick (including doing all the doctor visits), and washes all the dishes (my least-favorite chore), all while trying to help start a company - more than a full-time job all by itself.
I don't think he even realizes how much he does - I've heard him fretting about how it isn't enough, and he wishes he could do more for us. But I really can't imagine a better partner or a better father.
Happy Fathers' Day, sweetie. We love you.
Posted by Elizabeth Nugent at June 20, 2005 01:54 PM