I can tell it’s happening even as I am in the midst of raising my voice. We have reached the point where neither of us are working with a full tool box and it is Primo that is suffering the most. This happens when I have spent too much times with the kids without an extended break to recharge and remember that they are good kids mostly and that I love them. For the past three weeks Beautiful has worked nearly non-stop and that means that I have been with the boys during that time. I get small breaks when they take naps or when they go to bed but there isn’t much time when the boys are awake that I am not the primary cop on duty making sure they are safe, feed, dry, and happy. For the most part my patience level remains high. I understand that Primo is three and is not trying to drive me crazy, and that Segundo is two and that high pitched scream is the only tool he has found that works and not a targeted attack on my senses. But when the days in a row start getting into the twenties that patience runs out faster and replenishes much much slower. This weekend I got one of those extended breaks that do wonders to the soul. My parents took the boys on Thursday night and I had The Charge for a bit Friday morning before being kid free. Beautiful and I went to a movie, had a fantastic drink made by a true artist, and talked and talked. It was wonderful, invigorating and it made me miss the boys. That is when I know I am recharging and that patience level is back to where it needs to be. I miss the boys again and want to go get them. Spending time with my boys is wonderful and so full of life, but I also need those times when I am not spending time with them. When I am spending time with me, and with Beautiful. Times when I can recharge and be the best version of myself with them. In order to be a good father I need that time.