Sorry, ladies...he's MARRIED!

Apparently last night Chris had told the girls he'd "paint fingers toes". He does it weekly, and goes all out with stickers and a top coat and all the fancies. They were definitely due, but it was BEDTIME, and I am always anxious that they get the sleep they need. Ruby of course remembered, so I let her stay down with Chris for a mani/pedi while I took Alice up to bed unawares.

So all day today, anytime that she was crying (which was very frequent), she'd add to her list of woes, "Daddy not paint fingers toes!" I did feel for her, so when I packed Ruby's swimming stuff, I threw in the little tupperware of nail goods.

A few hours later, Mimi was over and she reported that her husband (their kids have lessons around the same time) had told her that Chris had women gawking at him left and right at the Y! I knew immediately why...the attentive (not to mention HOT) daddy with his beaming two year old brushing her nails with the perfect pink, coaching her to carefully blow them dry so he could apply a tiny flower...you get the picture. According to John, there were several women in awe at the sight. No doubt a few daddies got an injection of the guilties when the women got home.

I know Chris was unaware, because he only had eyes for Alice, as he gets a kick out of thrilling her and seeing her pleasure at the simple beauty of her little painted fingernails.

I have to say, I am constantly approached by women who are amazed by the daddy in my man. He really is an unusual find...totally undetered by anything they do. He could run to Lowes on his way home to work to pick something up, but he'll come by the house first every single time to get both of the girls and take them with him to "the daddy store". He includes them in all the work he's always doing around the house and spends time pretending with them, catching frogs with them, reading to them and singing songs with them. If I am out of town, or off with friends for an evening, I'll come home to a clean house and kids with brushed teeth, dinner in their tummies...usually they will have eaten a few extra treats and they were probably up later than usual, but no complaints here.

I'm really grateful. As a result, I get to be guilt free...I always know they are in good hands and that he is 100% thrilled to be with them, so I really do get a break at the end of the day! His favorite time of the day is putting them both to bed, I can hear them rough housing and then reading books in unison and later quietly singing the same songs as the night before.