This past weekend when I was busy realizing what I considered at the time of setting it six months ago – a far-fetched roller derby goal – to play in a WFTDA SC Regionals tournament (!!!), Marc took the boy camping. I got updates all weekend while away in Lincoln, Nebraska. Each text filled me with joy and a bit of sadness that I was missing such an awesome family-weekend.
They had such an amazing time and I really think they needed it. At one point during the weekend, Marc reports that Harrison looked at his dad and said, “This is pretty good… you and me together. You’re a good dad.” Which is a million miles from where the two of them had been a month ago… Marc had been firmly planted in the role of disciplinarian and I the nurturer and fun-maker, giving me the unwanted honor of being the favorite parent. I am ecstatic that we seem to have moved away from the black and white roles now.
Click for some really cute photos from the weekend:
Listening: Bad Books