Preparing for dinner often becomes the greatest source of drama in our house. It usually takes this course: my husband gets home, I am making dinner, Hana is hungry, he wants to talk about his day, Hana becomes slightly jealous, and eventually it ends with our hungry, cranky girl having a meltdown in the middle of the kitchen floor. It's times like this when the little things REALLY do matter.
My husband is so intuitive and self-sacrificing. Witnessing this chain of events about to unfold this evening, he scooped Hana up to give her some much needed attention and play time. Before I knew it, he and Hana were sitting at the table playing with her new Playdough, which was a recent birthday gift for her from my cousin. I'm so thankful for my husband who always acknowledges the little things and knows when to take time with our little one.
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