Well, I’d first like to officially thank Hubby for putting the rest of the remaining baby daddies in the dog house.  Thanks big guy, we owe you one!

Now that that is out of the way, I have to completely concur with Hubby (BTW - I also agree with you on the name choice...it just doesn't sound right) - how you ladies do this day in and day out is beyond me. Don’t get me wrong, I adore the time I spend with my girls, A and C, and wish I could spend even more time with them. And I’m acutely aware of the bond built by simply hanging out and giving them your undivided attention. I am amazed everyday at how A picks up on this and how she has no qualms letting me know that her mami is her favorite parent in 90% of our activities. Thank God Marta can’t compete when it comes to throwing her in the air or “flying” or it would be more like 100%. So when Marta told me she had a cooking class that would take place every other Saturday morning and asked if I could take care of the girls while she was gone, I was excited for two reasons. First, it was going to give me the opportunity to spend alone time with my girls, and hopefully gain on mami’s favorite parent lead. Secondly, and equally as important, I know Marta deserves some R&R time without the kids. So, now having two Saturdays alone with the kids under my belt, I have a few more points I would like to add to Hubby's comments below. First and foremost, I have a new found respect for what you ladies have done with this website. Just getting to this point of my entry has easily taken me half-an-hour because I have A climbing on the table and jumping on me non-stop. I swear we must be on jump number 30. I now also understand why my wife is usually in gym clothes when I get home from the office....there is really no reason to put on anything nice. As I look at myself right now, I’m clearly a mess. I have baby vomit on my right sleeve, baby food on my left leg, a nice big splotch of blood on my right leg from what has to be the largest mosquito I’ve ever seen (the sucker was in the car this morning and it was either him or me...my wife would kill me if I brought the girls home with a mosquito bite on their face so I had to go ninja on him), oh, and let's not forget baby formula all over me.

Well it looks like that is going to be all for now because baby C has clearly become impatient with me and is making it clear she wants me to pay attention to her right now! Wish me luck.