Man of the House

Today was going to be a long day at work. I left before the kids were up and came home right before they went to bed. I always feel bad leaving my wife for an entire day because there is so much to do with three kids. But on days like these, my four-year old son becomes the man of the house. He takes seriously the responsibility to take care of his mommy when I am away for the day. He seems to intuitively sense when his mommy will have a difficult day ahead of her and usually rises to the occasion. How grateful I was to come home late tonight to discover yet again that he was on his best behavior for his mommy (except for the first part of their trip to the grocery store). I always try to make sure he knows. It was especially helpful today because it is the dreaded Monday after Christmas and we were, at best, lethargic.