to be the favorite parent.
Every once in a while, I wonder what it would be like to the be the ‘novel parent’. The one that the kids don’t get to see as often, and therefore get chosen to go on the special dates, the one who the kids cling too when they first see them, because they just can’t get enough of them….
But then I realize, with gratitude, that because this wonderful man works so hard daily, I get to be home with our little miracles and experience the miraculous little moments of discovery, wonder, awe and excitement that can happen every single day.
So with this realization, I know that I may not be chosen as the favorite, but to be honest, I’m okay with it, because I think he is my favorite parent too 🙂
One reply on “Sometimes it must be hard…”
I have often had that same thought. Although, I always feel a little better when they are hurt or sick and all they want is Mommy!
(It also comes in handy when there is a yucky diaper and they want Dad to change it!)