I have to tell this story because I don't want to forget it. Today after the Y I thought we would go drive by Mark's worksite. I knew the house would be framed and sheeted so that Raleigh could tell it was being constructed and not just a finished house. When we drove up Raleigh did her standard, "Where we goin' mom?" that she asks a million times a day. I said, "We're going to see Daddy at work." I rolled down her window and said, "there he is-call him over." Raleigh started yelling, "Daddy, Daddy." He came over and Raleigh and Gracyn were delighted to chat with their dad for a few minutes. Raleigh said, "Ya buildin' that house dad?" The fun thing about watching the action was that there were several subcontractors on the job so it really did look like quite an operation (and it's a huge house he's building right now).
We said our good-byes and as we were driving down the street Raleigh said about several houses we passed, "Did Daddy build that one?" I answered 'no' to every question. Then we came to a big building in a similar phase as the one we just saw Mark building and she said, "Did Daddy build that one?" I thought that was pretty smart as she started to catch on when I told her no to all the ones that were finished. It was a sweet moment for me to observe. I wonder if Raleigh will remember the first time she understood what it was her Daddy did. I also wondered when we drove home how many houses we will be able to point out to our children and say, "See that house? Your Daddy built that house." It's much better than what Mark currently says (with too much pride in his voice)-- "See that satellite dish girls? Your daddy installed that MANY years ago and it's still standin'."
Monday, April 26, 2010
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