The girls took unprecedented three-hour naps today, which was fantastic for them and for Shannon. (Over dinner, Shannon and I guesstimated that Julia has probably taken no more than five three-hour naps in her four years of life.) It was also good for me, because I had a long evening with two well-rested and very happy girls. When the girls were finally to bed just before eight, I headed downstairs to take care of all the usual evening stuff. I was not looking forward to the pile of dishes, a bunch of homeowners'-association stuff, and whatever other miscellany needed doin'.
Then it struck me anew: my wife is the best wife ever. She did all the dishes, cleaned up the whole kitchen, tidied the living room, and generally took care of things. Father's Day was yesterday, but apparently the spirit lives on! Thank you, honey!