I told Mr. MPB I was going to buy a hand-made coat rack for our front door – it was made by someone on Etsy and I thought it was a good fit in our house. I showed him a picture of what I was going to buy and he adamantly refused to buy it. Instead, he said he would make it for me on four conditions:
- I had to helped pick out the materials
- I had to help determine the layout
- I had to give up my garage parking spot for a few days
- I had to help hang it up
Clearly I agreed!
So, one Saturday morning we took a family trip to Rona. I chose a piece of pine and some basic coat hooks and matching smaller key hooks. I decided to use stain we had at home from when we re-finished a shelf in our kitchen a few years ago because it would keep everything matching and would save a few bucks.
Then, one night after Little MPB went to bed, Mr. MPB went out to our unheated garage in the dead of winter and got to work. It took him about an hour to cut out all the pieces and put a coat of stain on them. I sat inside watching TV and drinking a glass of wine – clearly I had a hard job. The next day, he assembled everything and we hung it up by our front door. (As I didn’t actually help with the construction or assembly of the coat rack, there are no production photos, just photos of the end product).
I have to say, I think he did a pretty good job!!
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Every-night before bedtime we ask Little MPB who is taking him to bed tonight. For a while now he always says MommyDaddy.
So then we’d ask again and tell him he had to choose just one of us to take him. Either mommy of Daddy, but not both. And he’d again say MommyDaddy.
Like complete idiots we thought MommyDaddy meant both of us. You know, like he was trying to say Mommy & Daddy. And we just sort of alternated nights, unless he took my hand specifically.
Well, it finally donned on us after a few night of him says MommyDaddy and taking my hand and when he started saying MommyDaddy in other scenarios.
I’m MommyDaddy
Little MPB absolutely adores his Daddy. As in, we often go through a few days or even a few weeks where he virtually only wants his daddy and wants nothing to do with me.
But, we’ve realized, he loves his daddy so much, he has now added daddy to the end of my name. Almost as if I am allowed to be a substitute daddy when necessary.
I guess I should take my new name as a compliment?
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