When Rob is at home with the girls their day is completely different to the one we share when I'm at home alone with them.
They clean the house. Bottle beer. He lets them get wet in the dog water bucket.
They pick flowers for me.
They read different books.
They play in the garden and get dirty and have muddy faces and hands.
When I got out of the car, two little girls walked around the corner of the hut with big muddy grins and we had a big hug together.
He told me Elisabeth said "Mama" all day long.
A cliche I know, but it is a wonderful thing to love and to be loved in return.