The neighborhood kids caught on quickly that Andy was a lot of fun. He would play ball with them, jump on their trampolines with them, have them come in to play computer games, and take them sledding in the winter. I really think they thought that Andy was one of them. They would come to our house to ask if he could come out and play. I'm not joking people....this is all true. There were a lot of times when they saw his then pick-up truck driving down the street on his way home from work....the kids would come running from several yards (front yards) away to see him. Of course, I was the mean neighbor lady who would tell them, "guys, just let him come in to pee and change his clothes before he comes out." I rarely had a conversation with him until I would call him in to eat dinner. Some days I would get so frustrated, I felt like I was competing with these kids for my husbands attention.
Flash forward to today and I totally get it. He is the fun parent. I love that the kids can't wait till he gets home from work. He is the parent who will get the car shopping cart (remember my view on this issue) and then drive around the store like a crazy person. He is the parent who will let them eat dessert in the middle of dinner. He is the parent who can make a game out of anything. But most of all, he LOVES to just play with them. Now don't get me wrong, I also love to play with my kids. But you know how it is, you have to do so many things during the day, that when we do play, its a nice game of Uno or Candy Land. It isn't the rough house kinda play that dad does. It just isn't the same.
My point is...that I feel very blessed that God has given me this third child, this playmate for my kids, this wonderful Daddy for my children and this fabulous husband to me! God is so good.
