Tonight I feel like telling everyone about my wonderful husband. He is actually upset with me tonight b/c I said yes to his mother when she offered me a FREE trampoline and he doesn't want it b/c he's sure someone will get killed on it. Or at least break a limb. We are getting it anyway. The more things we have to keep the twins occupied the better off we are.
But let me get back as to why he is wonderful. As everyone pretty much knows we were all set to be empty nesters when the twins came along. We were going to work on the house, much needed work. We were going to take off on weekends whenever we felt like it. We were going to rediscover what it means to be Davey and Karen.
Then I announce that the twins are going to be living with us for a while. His first question was how long is a while? I said a week, a month, ten years, til they graduate from high school. :) He didn't say a negative word about it. He just became their Dayday. And he is a good one. He was good with the first two. He is better with these two. I think it's an age, mellow, issue. We are both, I think, more laid back about things. We have to be in order to handle things with the twins well.
And many times when Grandma's patience has been all used up, even with the help of my little patience pill, Dayday steps in with all his even keelness and takes over. The twins adore him. He is the only father they have ever really known and he is an excellent one.
