Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Take this job and shove it..


There is part of me that wants to forget and part of me that doesn't. Ok thats a bit dramatic, but I really just wanted to document this for memories sake and because its a stage in our lives.
Mason is one hard working SOB. His day usually starts around 5 am, works until 5pm, and is off to school until around 9pm. Somehow he squeezes in the gym, wrestling matches with Cash, and he always seems to make me feel like with all he's got going on, he really does care how my day went. He is quick to compliment me in all my dis-shevledness at 9pm, or my dinner, or how the house looks. He really acts genuinely interested in the recent organizing kick that I've been on.. as if he has time to care about the drawer that I reorganized. Even with all the important pressures and deadlines at work and school that need to get done. When he walks in the door at night I know all he wants to do is turn his brain off. But he doesn't, he walks in with a smile and a hug, and usually has some ridiculous dance move to make me laugh. He's a catch I tell ya.
Usually about 8 o'clock, when its dark outside is when it does get a bit lonely. When Cash is I'm sure so sick of being with me all he wants is his dad. I know I will look back on this time and it will seem like a blink of an eye. I'm grateful that my boys (I'll have two soon!) will have the example of hard work, dedication, and what a real man does for his family. I am so blessed.