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Daddy’s lap
January 20, 2009 | 4 Comments
online casinomach-zehnder Last night was one of those moments that causes you to pause and reflect. If you know our family or have been following this blog for the past year or more then you’ll understand. Last night started out not too different from any other Monday night in the past several months. I arrived home a little before 7PM, went with the kids to walk the dogs, came home and got Sasha in the tub. After a few minutes and the customary back and forth of “Dad?! Can you wash my back?…” and “Dad? Can you help me wash my hair?…”, he was once again the cleanest kid in the western hemisphere. After he finished his bath and donned his favorite “Cars” pajamas, Sasha boarded his trusty 4-wheeler and made his way into the living room with the rest of the family. 
Now typically, he spends his last few minutes before bedtime teasing his sisters or tormenting the cat (which I strongly encourage by the way) but tonight was different. Tonight Sasha decided that he wanted to sit in his Daddy’s lap. Now Sasha is definitely no stranger to affection and he loves sitting and snuggling up with Mom any chance he gets. But this was new for us. We usually occupy our quality time together with foot-races through the house, sword fighting or doing our best impersonations of the Power Rangers (the Blue Ranger is my favorite). But not tonight. Tonight, with no provocation or words at all he simply walked over to my chair climbed up in my lap and put his head on my shoulder. He didn’t look at me or say a word. And he stayed there with my arms wrapped around him. Now I know it may sound silly but you have to understand the milestone that that simple little gesture represents. It wasn’t that long ago when our relationship was more of a constant compromise of authority between the only 2 “men” in the house. It was difficult for both of us at times. Sure, he knew exactly how he was supposed to relate to Stacy and the girls, but it was different with us. We were both guys. And guys do guy stuff like wrestling and talking about cars. But it’s different now. Over the past 14 months since Sasha’s been a part of our family I have learned more about myself than I ever expected. I had to learn to love him and give him the time to learn to love me. He’s my son. And I can’t imagine our family without him.
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By N2H 
What a heartwarming story!
It reminded me of the time I took Janell and Avery to Simply Fondue or some such restaurant. Janell and I weren’t married yet, but we spent a lot of time together… going to eat, painting Christmas ornaments, roller blading, etc.
Avery was 4 at the time. Janell and I had already been talking about marriage, and I had already planned how I would ask her.
He looked over at me and said, “I wish you were my dad.”
The rest, as they say, is history.
I’m so happy for you and your family.. God Bless.
What a great story! Thanks for sharing that. It brought tears to my eyes. I miss those days when my son would curl up in my lap. Cherish every moment of it.
A very sweet story. Let me know if you ever hear from Dima or Marina!
Take care,
Renea