Being A Dad

I have two children, and a third on the way. I love being a dad, I really do, those kids really make my day, everyday. But wow, it is HARD. They run, and run, and keep running! Like the dang 'ol energizer bunny! And now it seems they are driving my wife insane.

It's odd, I always would hear my mom, other kids moms, everyone really, talking about their kids made them crazy, but now I understand. When I come from work my happy ass walks in the door all excited to be off work, whistling deathmetal riffs with a spring in my step, I am always, each day, in for a surprise. The problem is that I never think of it that way, that is, I love my wife and kids so much and I am so excited to be off of work, I cant help but walk in the door with a smile on my face, "Hi honey!" Well now just imagine, your her, and all day these two children have been running and breaking and screaming and yelling and stomping mud in the carpet and eating dirt and spilling pomegranate juice and peeing on the kitchen floor to see who can make the biggest puddle and there is my dumb ass, with a big shit eatin grin "Hi honey!" I must look like the devil to her at that point. What the hell am I so happy about! How would I like to clean up after two wild monkeys! (they are so damn cute though!)

Anyway this is what it is, this is what life is, So Whats The Point?
The point is that Life is hard, everything is hard, but there are moments, small beautiful moments, the ones that, if there is a God, were created by him to make life worth living. Those moments, when the daughters look me in eye, say "I love you dada." And I can tell, the mean it, absolutely, unwaveringly, complete real pure love. Or cuddling with my wife, the short times in bed, comfortable, make all the yelling an screaming almost worth it. Seriously though, happiness is never an ongoing experience, it is small moments, savor them.