It was indeed George’s first official Father’s Day this year, which was special. However, we also spent time recognizing our own fathers who have since become “Grandaddy” and “Grandpa”. George’s father aka Grandaddy joined us for brunch. Since he helps us care for the babies on a weekly basis, he has become a keen observer of their individuality. In fact, so keen he noticed immediately that something was “off” with Rylin. Without us uttering a single word, he knew that she woke entirely too early that morning. He also noticed when George attempted to feed Sydney a bite of food that was too big for her. He constantly surprises me the way he knows our babies so well. When we first brought our tiny newborns home he could hardly differentiate between Harper and Mason, but now we couldn’t confuse him if we tried.
Later in the afternoon, my family joined us for lunch and the babies’ first dip in a baby pool. Nisey and Aunt CiCi helped me grease the babies in Water Babies and dress them in swim suits. Then it was splash time. To my astonishment, Harper took to the water like a fish! At first we just helped him wade in the water, which was a blast. Then, he dropped to his knees and crawled in the shallow water. I gasped several times when he dunked his face or lost balance, but Harper never flinched. He LOVED splashing and soaking in the crisp water. The girls were only content if an adult helped them stand and walk or if they could latch onto the sides of the pool. At one point Rylin lost her balance and got a bit too deep in the water for her taste. I had to bail her out for greener pastures in the swing. Mason never attempted to crawl in the water, but found great joy in bouncing on the side of the pool. He bounced so much his swim trunks sagged down exposing his swim diaper. Grandpa seemed to enjoy watching the quadlings splash as well as snuggle time with soppy babies.
How did you honor your father this year?