The Free time is scarce for a father of three boys. There are four or five minutes for yourself lying here and there during the day, but it's never enough. It's a race against time when a father is both a self-serious, any less present. There is a mom who shares the daily tasks with excellence that makes his job as mom, but in the end did not it either, free time. Of course this is true for the father is also mum.
So we need to know to appreciate the quiet moments. They counted on the fingers of one hand. He must think a few seconds to remember where to hide these havens of peace. There's so little! There
break pee / poop in the toilet, the last refuge of the father in search of calm. There are also bathroom break (in the same spirit as the toilet). That said, while Dad three children will confirm that even in the citadel of the crapper, there is someone to bother you. The smallest of the three generally.
Not bad as the car paused, once you ran like crazy to accompany No. 1 and No. 2 in school. Is the break "trip to the job." Not always serene.
Sometimes you have to flee. Well, it's not the big fugue eh, it's just history to fetch bread and blow five minutes. It's important five minutes with yourself. Because when it's five at home, being alone with oneself is the great luxury, very rare a moment it must taste.
There is also this blessed moment of all parents, or where the toddlers are going to sleep ... after pee, brush teeth, history, scraping back, the kiss, the hug, a glass of water, re-pee ... It is usually near 9:00 p.m. .... PHEW!
And for the dad that I am, there's the late night in summer open windows. The whole house is sleeping soundly. There will be a bottle in two or three hours but no matter, there is silence, the quiet time just me. To read, write, listen to music blogger. Moment of grace. O time, suspend your flight ...
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