He really does. I thought about titling this post, "My Husband's Better Than Your Husband," but I thought that might set some people on edge.
In the name of specificity, allow me to brag a little bit. I'm not feeling too well. Sore throat, cough, yada, yada. Edwin had a breakfast meeting yesterday. Then he came home and stayed until after lunch. I slept. He took care of our two girls while I rested. It was really, really nice. Then he picked up the house after they went to bed last night. Dishes and everything.
In general, he's a great dad. He isn't too good to change diapers or give the girls a bath. He genuinely enjoys running around with De, and he reads stories and goes over flash cards most nights.
He's good to me. You may say that he spoils me. I try to spoil him back. It's our system. It's great to have a teammate like Edwin. I hope that he feels as blessed to have me as I feel to have him.