There are times (like 4am) when fatherhood is rough, no question, but there was something transformative about this weekend that made me realize just how wonderful and humbling an experience it is. It's difficult to explain, but I feel like I've reached a new plane of appreciation.
Thanks to Tamar, the food was prepared, the clothes were laid out, so all I had to do was execute on the plan (part of which involved going to bed at 8.20pm last night :-))
Consequently, I could really focus on just spending quality time with the kids, watching them, appreciating them, and developing along with them.
Fatherhood: the toughest job I'll ever love.
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