Busty: husband, partner, baby-daddy, friend.

There aren’t really words enough to articulate my thanks for Tony. As I type this he is out flushing the antifreeze from my undriveable-for-fear-of-that-clunking-noise car (reliable, what?). Oh, yeah, he also got up at 4am to go Black Friday shopping with me. Again.

And he liked it šŸ˜‰

Yesterday we hosted Thanksgiving dinner at our house. I made a medley of Paleo-friendly sides. He baked a 20+ pound turkey (that he brined for twenty-four hours prior), made mashed potatoes and a double layer pumpkin spice cheesecake. He ran out to the store at 11am when I botched the first batch of homemade cranberry sauce.

Every day he works constantly. He is always present with the girls. He accommodates all our various needs. He [also] gets up multiple times a night. He is the one we count on to get stuff done and jump when the unexpected arises. There is a lot of weight on his shoulders and he carries his heavy load with grace. When I’m not home he does kiddo pick-up, dinner and bedtime handily. And he picks the house up on top of that!

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Chaos: I'm sure it feels like this a lot of the time.

I have to say that I find our generation to be much more progressive in this regard, but it is sometimes said that dads “babysit”. That could not be further from the case in our household. Parenting has always been a two-player game and I could not imagine it any other way. I’m an infinitely better mother for it. And our kids are better burgeoning people too.

I’m so thankful to have found a partner in life. I’m thankful to be treated as an equal. I’m thankful to be supported in out-of-the-house endeavors (even when they are sloooooow to tangibly pay off). I’m thankful for the help. I’m thankful for the support. I’m thankful for the laughs and the dreams. I’m thankful for the home and the life we’ve built together. I’m thankful for our children and our family. I’m thankful for all the times we skate through by the skin of our teeth (often lately) and I don’t even have to inquire how. I’m thankful for someone to take care of it. Take care of me. Take care of us.

Tony, Busty, we are all so thankful for you.

This post is part of a month-long series detailing 25 Things Iā€™m Thankful For.

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