We are truly blessed, dadda works from home. As busy as he may be, he'll always find time to come downstairs, to sooth the crying baby or to lend a hand with poo patrol. If I look like I'm tangled in sticky tape, a pair of scissors will magically appear in front of me. Or if I'm about to have a nervous breakdown at the end of the day, he knows to shoo me off to the gym.
I love dadda. He's so cool.