As I type this post, Jenn is no doubt taking her shuttle from Williams Street to Hartsfield-Jackson in anticipation of her flight to California. She’ll be spending the rest of the week fulfilling her producerly duties for Cartoon Network at GDC. Go her!
In the interim, I get to play single parent to our transitional, temper-prone two-year-old. I’m gonna love every minute of it.
Last year at this time, Rae was almost 2 and was going through a transition at school, but she was an angel for me while her Mom was away. I’m expecting similar behavior this year.
We’re at the point now where there is no pacifier or pull-up at night. Raelyn has a specific, regular routine that only fails when she wants to watch more episodes of Dora or Go, Diego Go! than we allot her. This should be a no-brainer for me.
Watch. Those words will come back to haunt me (I hope not).
Seriously, I’m really looking forward to spending some one-on-one time with our only child. There’s going to come a time in the future when it will be harder and harder to give her that kind of attention (as we add more kids and hopefully get big, fat promotions).
For now, she’s got just the right amount of independence and neediness, of stubborness and sweetness, of little girl and big girl to make me beam with joy that I get her all to myself for a few day.
Sure, we’ll both miss Jenn, but we’ve got our own snuggles and special things to do while she’s away.
And I’m sorry I don’t dad-blog more often. I usually feel like I need more pictures or wittier things to say.
In any event, I love both my girls extra special this week, one while she’s away, the other while she’s with me.