You guys. How did I luck out this big? I know no one who can embrace Fatherhood like The BF.

He is, unquestionably, dedicated and all in. He lives for our boys. Nothing brings him more joy than this — the games, the play fight, the makebelieve.

He’s so so so so good. Way better than I. That’s not to say that I think I’m a bad mom. I’m not. I consider myself definitely above average — but I am saying that I’m not a player.

I do not play well. Period.

Trains? Sports? Action figures? Guns? Good lord. I do not do them. OKay, not ever. Obviously I play with my kids but honestly, it’s simply not my thing.

The BF? It’s all his thing. I am the luckiest.