I married someone just like my dad. Or at least very similar when it comes to schedules. My husband hates being late for anything (just like my dad) so he always gets anxious and rushes things if we're running late. Then he gets all huffy and puffy and basically turns a happy situation into a not-so-happy situation. Now with two kids 3 and under you can't rush them, especially our 3.5-year-old. Once you rush him and piss him off that's it. It'll take twice as long to get him out the door b/c he's mad and won't do anything you tell him to.

So this morning my husband and oldest had a birthday party to go to, but we had planned to dress the boys and take pictures in front of our tree before they left b/c we didn't do an portraits this year. Then our friend calls and asks us to pick up the cake for them b/c they ordered it from the wrong Wegmans. We agreed but I had to make sure we got the pictures in earlier in the day for lighting purposes. And I know that w/o any incidents I would have been able to get it done with 15 minutes. Well, so my oldest wanted to put the angel on top of the tree today (yeah, we're a bit late here...). My husband lifted him up and since he was having a hard time my husband just put it on top for him b/c he was getting impatient with how slow my son was doing it. Great. Guess who got all pissed off. So basically it took FOREVER to get him to even sit in front of the tree after that b/c he was still mad, even after we took it off and had him do it again. I finally bribed with chocolate and it worked, but then my husband was on the side telling me what to do and rushing me still so I got all mad and basically the entire mood of the room changed. Both boys got annoyed. My youngest started crying. My oldest started acting up again. Basically, none of the shots I took (even with a DSLR) turned out okay.

This is what I went through growing up. My dad would get upset b/c he's in a rush b/c we're late and then the rest of the day is a wash b/c no one is in a good mood. I hated it. I absolutely hated that part of growing up. Don't get me wrong, I still had a great childhood and have wonderful parents but that was one thing I hated about my childhood. Now I have to experience that all over again with my husband. It's not fun. I mean, overall, he's a great husband and a great father to our two boys but I just wish he would be a bit more relaxed about things sometimes. I would hate my kids growing up feeling the same way. Taking these pictures was HIS idea too and today was a good day to do it. It was almost perfect...

So now my oldest doesn't get to bounce at the party b/c by the time they picked up the cake and drive there it's time to eat lunch and cake. I feel so bad for him b/c all of this could have been avoided had my husband just let him put the angel on top of the tree!

Sorry for the vent, but did you marry your dad too?