We went over the laundry-list (including laundry) of all the things that Mom-E and Dad-E do because we love them, care for them, and want them to be good boys. An "A to Z" from "Who makes sure you wake up on time and get dressed?" to "Who reads you bedtime stories and tucks you in at night?"
I think it helped remind them of how much we have to work together as a family.
The next morning, I planned to get up at 6am to workout.
Apparently, I neglected to set my alarm, because at 7:15am, Big Brother came into our room and WOKE ME UP. "Dad-E, I'm dressed. Can we get breakfast?"
I think I'll call it Dad-E's Law. It happens when you're "guilty" of the very same thing you just reprimanded your kids about.
"You better be thankful Mom-E and I wake you up and get you dressed in the morning." So thankful that you wake Dad-E up, after getting yourself dressed, when Dad-E sleeps an hour past his alarm."
Than you, Big Brother, so that I wasn't late for work, and for waking up and getting dressed yourself.
Let's face it. We're all children of God. We're all fallen. We all screw up.
But we're all loved. And we love each other.
We're in this together.
Have a good weekend,