Out With Friends

Lately we've had to run to the pharmacy a lot. Our baby girl now has an ear infection too. Our schedules worked out such that I arrived home shortly before dinner, which would also give my wife a break from the action. We also needed to pick up a prescription for our baby girl. The problem was that if my wife went dinner would be really late, which is a very bad thing on bath night. Or, if I went, I would have to take the older two kids with me. Me and shopping is already a bad combination, and adding kids to that pushes my stress levels. But, for the sake of having dinner ready on time -- always a big motivation for me -- I took the two oldest kids to the store to pick up the prescription. I'm glad I did. Rarely do I get time alone with the two of them to just talk, joke, and enjoy. I sometimes see my kids just chatting away with my wife as I'm walking out the door to work, and I get jealous. We just don't get that much unstructured time together. What I loved about this trip to the store was how much we were able to talk about anything that popped into our heads. Even our toddler, who is getting better at talking each day, was active in our conversations. I was reminded just how bright, funny, and wonderful they are and how grateful I am for their friendship. That's how I felt when we walked back in the door of our house and sat down for dinner, that I was just out with two of my best friends.