“How in the world do you do four?” is the typical response when people ask how many kids we have.
My answer? Simple. “Marry up.”
Take today – a fairly typical day in the Wilson home…
This morning Corbin let me sleep, happily (yes happily, that’s not an exaggeration) getting the kids fed and ready for church. I got myself dressed, while he got, well, the other five in our family ready. This was after our late night at the Jump5 concert last night, and you can imagine any parent’s enthusiasm for that!
Returning home, Corbin fixed lunch for everyone so I could get our crazy house back in order after a couple of full days. Sabbath would be restful for no one if we had to spend it in our tornado-strewn downstairs.
We then spent the afternoon (3 hours) at an 8-year-old’s birthday party. Getting home and helping kids get ready for bed, Corbin went from bath time to taxes. Due tomorrow. Ugh.
Realizing he left some important financial papers at work, he left at about 9:00pm to get them. Once there, he called to ask if I’d seen the papers, because they were nowhere on his desk. Uh oh. Hmmmnn… did I put them in the big pile on the counter while cleaning up this afternoon? So sorry, sweetie. Looks like you brought them home after all.
A stop by Braum’s for milk, back home to finish taxes, and time for bed. After all, it’s only midnight.
Oh, and somewhere in there – after taxes – he made four lunches for tomorrow.
What did I do all day??
Corbin could write an interesting “Father’s version” of the William Tell Overture. I think I might be afraid to hear it.
The crazy, wonderful thing about Corbin is that he’s not pouting about his weekend. Clamoring in an adolescent-filled auditorium during a teeny-bopper band is not his favorite way to spend a Saturday night. And sifting through the dailies of life with four small children requires putting aside his own agenda. But Corbin is the real-life servant husband and daddy, and it shows day in and day out. Makes my job do-able and enjoyable.
What benefits to marrying up!