Daddy Love

Daddy came home from his two week trip to Dubai and the Netherlands Friday and was showered with little girl love. He even got a little big boy love as well (teenagers, it seems, aren't the showering type).

Daisy didn't want to leave his side and Kyle seemed happy to have someone able to stay for the entire game instead of me, who has been juggling the two soccer schedules and only making half of games for the last few weeks and none of the game last week (scheduling two games at the same time at different parks is pure evil).

We even got to celebrate his 40th birthday yesterday. With school, dance, a doctor appointment, homework, and two soccer practices it was quite understated but Abbie has been insisting for weeks that we take him to sushi and bowling. We didn't make the bowling, couldn't afford the iPad he wants but we did manage to finally pull Kyle out of his teenage funk for long enough to try some sushi that he ended up loving, enjoy a really quick but nice visit with MamaThom and PapaThom and give Tripp a lot of loves and kisses. It certainly isn't the birthday he deserves but a soccer friend of ours last night said something really prophetic, "We are parents, we knew what we were getting into." Well maybe some people didn't and certainly many people still expect more or complain about the birthday celebration they think they should have but Tripp is the best and appreciated the few small pieces of good we were able to get out of yesterday.

He hit the road (or the sky) this morning for (well, I really don't know where). He was asked to speak at Notre Dame to Professors or students or something but luckily this group must have a short attention span and he is back in a couple of days so we can give him some more "Daddy Love".