Daddy Time

Last night was my first day/night on the job. We knew I was closing, which meant Jesse was going to take care of Carter all by himself for the night. It's not that Jesse's an unfit father who would burn the place down when it's the two of them left alone together. It's just that Carter has certain people who he lets take care of him. Pretty much only me, my mom and one of Jesse's older sisters is allowed to feed him. He's not a man's boy in any way. You can ask Jesse's brothers and father that one. He's also very smart in what he can get away with from each person he knows (like not eating at all when Jesse's mom and oldest sister try to feed him).

Well, hearing about last night made me very proud of my boys. Piston, the dog, of course did excellent. Jesse wasn't frustrated, and Carter was asleep and tucked in. I asked Jesse how things went. He told me Carter ate, and they played. He even told me that Carter signed his first prayer. Jesse was so excited for that. Jesse misses out on a lot of Carter firsts, mainly because Carter won't let him see. This little act of copying daddy made Jesse a happy man, which makes me a happy mommy.