To dream of a day.
someday,
someday.
and fight for the dream,
for ours and
for others.
and in the meantime,
to build ladders and bridges
and rope swings.
that is a doable dream today.
Two of these people are very good at picking blackberries.
Becca and I split parenting and work. One works, the other schools, plays, and raises young minds and hearts. Then we switch the next day. We have done a variation of this for over eleven years and going strong.
I am not avoiding the phrase SAHD (stay at home dad) for any particular reason, other than the fact that it doesn't quite apply in our case accurately. We both raise children, we both work, we both stay home at some points and work at other points. It's great when there's one parent to work five days and one parent to stay home five days or whatever, but that's not us. We keep things hopping and make things work. Most of the time, mostly well.
