The Fatherhood Chronicles LXXXVIII

The Simple Joys Parenthood Offers on Days Off

For probably another ten or fifteen years the singular joy of sleeping in on days off, vacations and holidays is gone. ‘Course Anna insists that if I get up at 4:30 or 5:00 on weekday/workday mornings and 6:00 or 6:30 on days off/vacation/holiday mornings then technically I have slept in.

I beg to differ. (And in any case, this is from the one who does sleep in till nine or ten when I’m home in the mornings! Oh well, she’s a tired momma and needs the rest.)

So, a daddy learns that sanity requires taking pleasure in other things that being home in the morning affords.

Here, then, is my greatest days-off indulgence: Staying in my jammies till noon and sippin’ coffee all morning.

(So, um, if you come by our house unannounced on such a morning, you’ve been forewarned.)

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  1. For probably another ten or fifteen years the singular joy of sleeping in on days off, vacations and holidays is gone.

    Truer words have never been spoken. How I miss those days…

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