Playing with My Boys

Guys,

When Deck was young, he was fussy.  The inability to get your baby to stop crying is a tough, tough feeling.  Sometimes I’d put Decker in his bouncy seat and have a dance party.  I’d dance and Decker would stare.  If you don’t know by now, I’m not a great dancer.  But I would dance and get a little release and Decker would smile.  And we were both happy.

Now Decker is calm and sweet and helpful and Gibson is happy as a clam.  Smiles for days.

Two nights ago was the first night I had you guys by myself.  (Mom went back to work a week ago.) I was scared.  How would I manage to take care of both of you guys?  What would Deck do when I was putting Gibson down to sleep??  I was nervous.

It was the best night I’ve had in a long time.  You guys were awesome.  We wrestled and played and went in the ball put in the basement – all three of us.  It was great.  We watched Mickey.  We drank our bottles.  We had a dance party.  We missed mommy, but we called her.

There was nowhere else I’d rather have been!

I love you guys,
Dad

Tagged as: Letters to Decker, Letters to Gibson