Zach's Daddy

It is funny to see the natural cycle of who I am identified as by other people.  This last weekend we were in Provo, and we got to hang out with all of my Nieces (7) and Nephews (3).  There are a total of 12 grand kids when you throw my two into the pen as well.  Most of the kids 4 or younger, that could talk, identified me as "Zach's Daddy".  I heard that only a few hundred times.  I got the Zach's dad look at me, or whatever you get from little kids.  It was fun to be recognized as my child's father.  I really enjoyed it.  The funny thing about being Zach's daddy is that all those kids new my real name.  It just changed when Zach started to really play with them.

This trip home was a lot of fun because at times (including all family outside of Alison's immediate family of sisters and nieces and nephews) we had 6 babies less than 7 months, and 3 toddlers, and a total of about 20 kids running around.  Wow that was a fun bit of chaos!

The hard thing was hearing when you child was the one yelling, or hitting, or being hit (this happened to me a bit), or worst of all who had the messy diaper!

Zach had a lot of fun and learned lots of new words, and made new friends.  He also struggled with the issue of sharing toys (he seems to think that all toys on earth are his, or at least toys that are being used by people smaller than him).  He especially hit a lot.  He has one cousin that would cry and tell mom, and another that would smack him back and scream bloody murder (she has 3 older and rambunctious siblings). 

It was a good trip.  Coming home was nice, the kids let us drive the entire time except for our gas/pit stop.  It was nice enough that I would do it again if gas wasn't so terribly high cost...