For the whole month of February my wife has been working nights. I get home from work and see her for ten minutes everyday. Saturday is our only day as a family. Luckily I have help and support, I can drop my son off and get a workout in still everyday. It gets tough on him. He tells me everyday he misses his mom. He tells me everyday he misses me when I go workout. Now whether or not he, at 3 years old, understands this motion is still up in the air. He appreciates the affection the I show when he mentions these things. Now don’t get me wrong, it is very tough being home alone with my sun every night for a month. But at the same time a relish and appreciate that I can at least do that. My busy wife also just took a 4 day work trip to California. Very hard on her she says. Also hard on us at home. Now the conflicting emotions of should I. Should I be angry, upset, resentful? Should I appreciate, relain, and be grateful. I think it’s ok to be both. And I shouldn’t feel bad either way.

My wife and I are lucky enough to have a healthy boy named Layton. He was born on Valentine’s Day 3 years ago. So this weekend we celebrated his birth. Friday we didn’t go out on a date for ourselves. We stayed and cooked him his favorite meal…steak! All of our favorite meal. Saturday was his party day. We both got up early and took turns attending a workout class. We rushed all morning to get everything set up and perfect. The weather was perfect. The food was good. The company was great. We are blessed with a great family and friend group. Layton got a ton of presents that caused quite the mess for me to clean up the next day. He spent all day in a Spider-Man jump house we rented. He loved every second of running around with his older cousins. I couldn’t ask for any thing more for him. Sometimes you take a step back and just appreciate it. His mom stressed to make things perfect, more for herself and image than for him, but either way we all benefit from that. I know he’ll never remember any of this down the road but for one day he loved being 3. He loved having us and parents and thanked us many times. What more could you ask for?

Thanks for joining me!

Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton