It was the perfect day. Cool, but the sun was shining. My son was home from school to watch our driveway get paved. He loves trucks, so this was going to be a special treat for him. My dad was there to experience this piece of heaven with him, but after pretending to be a construction worker for a few minutes he quickly lost interest and wanted to play with me. But he wanted me to himself. And so did my daughter. I had both children vying for my full attention, and not settling for anything less.
What I needed was to clone myself so each child could have one of me. But that is not an option. I couldn’t give anymore than what I was giving, it wasn’t enough, and no one was happy.
“No, play with me…” says my son who wanted me to go on the seesaw with him, as my daughter is at my feet reaching up and crying so I could hold her.
