Putting My Son to Sleep
All day I sit and move numbers and pixels
I solve nothing
I create little
I use only a small part of my ability and love.
I do not make the world better sitting here.
But I can make your world better.
Every night when I come home.
The best part of my day is stroking your golden hair.
Putting you to sleep
Singing you songs that I know
Watching you close
And rest peacefully.
Man - Wells is saying Daddy and Ella is getting punished quite a bit. So there's an update for you.
Ella I can't even keep up with you any more - you are taking horse back riding, my gym. soccer, gymnastics, and you can pretty much fully swim at this point due to your swimming lessons. You are also in school 3 days per week. You are growing up so fast - and so is your mouth.
Your favorite thing is to say, "Tell me about your day." - and then you want to hear every detail of my day... even if you were with me all day. However, you do not like to talk about your day... which is frustrating. Your desire to eat everything has evaporated into wanting to eat nothing - some people say there are terrible 2's - but it's the 3's that are really trying on our patience. We love you none-the-less more than anything in the world. You're the best - but you're also... a pain in the butt. But I wouldn't want it any other way.
Wells my little man - you are funny. I mean you are really funny - you bring me things when I'm in another room and lay them down and then lay your head down as if you pretend to sleep. You can say "daddy" now - and you say it very loud. You have really found your voice - and you like to use it. I don't know what it is - but you have no been eating as well lately... You simply love apple sauce and anything in a pouch. Your desire to be a part of everything is insatiable and you have a very loving personality. You still aren't walking yet - but that's ok - you're round and full of love and laughter.
Til next time - Love - Daddy