I Speak Crazy

This weekend we spent time in Umatilla with N. He’s got a big phase exam for work coming up. It’s on things like welding and other things having to do with metal, dams and fixing things. You can tell I’m a huge resource for N during his studies. These exams consist of written, oral and practical. The oral and practical are easy for N. It’s the written that takes a mental toll on him. Zoe and I went down to encourage him and love on him for a couple days.

Part of that time was spent at the mall because Zoe’s intake of FroYo was running dangerously low. In a divine miracle, there was even a train at the mall that she could ride. She smiled and waved at everyone we passed because that’s what you do on a train! I counted 6 people that waved back and about 50 kids who shot looks at their parents.

On Sunday we tried to get as much daddy time in as possible. Zoe batted her eyes and asked daddy to throw her in the air onto the couch, like she would be flying. N, also with hopes to fly one day, couldn’t resist the eyes or a girl after his own heart. For about 20 minutes he just kept lifting her and throwing her between her fits of giggles. I love that daddies so those kinds of things...until you’re home, away from the strong daddy and Zoe thinks the eye batting will somehow make me strong enough to do that.

Zoe was so sad to leave daddy and all the flying, she needed a pit stop at the gas station for a snack because all the flying made her hungry and a snack will make her miss daddy less. She’s also a bit of her mother too!

On the way home there was a small semi with another small semi on its trailer. Basically it looked like one semi was giving the other semi a piggy-back ride. I told Zoe that there was a truck on another truck! She looks at me and says, “mom, that doesn’t make any sense. Do you even hear the words that are coming out of your mouth?” Apparently we are family who is unafraid to hold each other accountable.

I came back home to the realization that mommies and daddies each have their roles. Depending on the day, mommies are lacking both in sheer strength and common sense.