Friday, September 30, 2016

Welcome to Dad's House

A few weeks ago, I was driving home with Youngest Son and Middle son.  We were listening to the radio and the song Welcome to My House came on the phone.  Youngest got excited and asked me to turn it up.

We were almost home.  I suggested that we drive around a little longer and listen to the whole song.  Youngest agreed.  We were singing and waving our arms around.  Middle was swaying back and forth to the music. 

I suggested that we buy the song and play it on the way to my house every time.  Youngest thought that was a great idea.

I remembered something I did when MomC and I first divorced.  When I parked in my garage with Youngest (who was about 2 at the time), I would say "what do we say when we get to Daddy's house?"

Then I'd throw my hands up in the air and say "Yeah, Daddy's house!"  And Youngest would do it along with me.  It was adorable.  I remember MomC telling me one day that Youngest was doing it when she brought him to my house as well.

Having a special ritual when the boys got to my house made me happy then.  And it makes me happy now.

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