Kids

The Dad and Son Relationship

I would like to think Bryce is a mommy’s boy.  After all, aren’t all boys supposed to love their mommy’s the most and call them everyday for the rest of their life? lol.

For Bryce, mommy definitely is his nurturer. I put him to sleep, soothe his owies and tears, and otherwise offer all the condolence he needs. But daddy, daddy is FUN. They wrestle, they dance to music. Daddy even takes him to get ice cream when mommy isn’t looking.

When all is going good, like the picture above, my heart melts in a thousand pieces. Those two together…..after all these years of wanting a family of our own…..it is priceless.

But then, THEN this happens:

Why do I bother buying toys when there are so many toilet paper rolls to unroll in our house?
Why do I bother buying toys when there are so many toilet paper rolls to unroll in our house? And was my husband not paying attention to sizes when he put these shorts on our child? They are huge!

and this:

Daddy is hiding behind the chair but I didn't see that at first. My heart skipped a beat when I walked in on this. Bryce loves to climb. On anything. I am beginning to contemplate having him walk around with a helmut on...
Daddy is hiding behind the chair but I didn’t see that at first. My heart skipped a beat when I walked in on this. Bryce loves to climb. On anything. I am beginning to contemplate having him walk around with a helmut on…

I go to the store to run an errand and come home to literally chaos.  How the house manages to go to all out war in a short time never seems to stop surprising me.

Helping Daddy wash the car while washing himself apparently.
Helping Daddy wash the car while washing himself apparently.

But then I remember to look past the mess and see the joy on my son’s face. He is only a kid once. How do you draw the line from which exploration ends?  In the meantime I am trying to embrace the crazy and embrace the mess. It is hard.

So yes, mommy is all that is neat, orderly and clean. Daddy is where all that unravels…..

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