There are good Dad night’s and bad Dad night’s. The bad ones involve coming home from a long day at work and wanting nothing more than to eat dinner and relax. The good one’s though, are like this past Tuesday, and they go a little something like this:
They start with running hugs from my boys (crawling in mini dude’s case.) Then after dinner, play dough time with little dude which quickly disintegrates into spending 30 minutes pretending to vomit while eating a play dough doughnut, and laugh hysterically. Then you have fun learning to take pictures via iPhone while playing cars and trains:
Watch out there is a pile-up on the off ramp!
Going through the tunnel!
This is all closely followed by an epic bath time and story time. The only problem is that little dude didn’t want to go to bed after all of the fun. Oh well, it was so worth it.