The end of the day is always chaotic. The kids are usually climbing all over my wife, who is busily preparing dinner, while our baby sits in her bouncy seat fussing for food and a nap. It is a hard time of day. Coming home today, I happened to glance through our kitchen window to see my wife and kids dancing to music. I went in and was greeted with the usual "toddler charge" to the battle cry of "Daddy's home!" Through kisses, hugs, and show and tell, I made it into the kitchen to greet my beautiful wife. She told me they were dancing to entertain the baby, who was getting fussy.
Finally I turned to our baby girl, who was quietly sitting in her bouncy seat in the corner and smiling at me. Feeling badly, I picked her up and took her with me to put my stuff away and get ready for dinner. When I laid her on the bed, she immediately popped her big toe into her mouth and looked at me in her characteristically sweet and patient way that seemed to say, "I'm fine now, Daddy. I've got my toes to suck on."
Her patience and sweetness during chaotic moments is more than appreciated. I'm going to enjoy it while it lasts, knowing that if she follows in her sister's footsteps she'll soon have personality, opinions, and volume to spare. When that day comes, and the chaos in our family goes up yet another level, I will probably miss the days when they could just lay there and quietly suck on their toes.
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