"Can Daddy fix this? Can he glue it?" asks Sarah through tears as she holds up a broken necklace.
"Can Daddy fix this? Can he glue it?" asks Peter through tears as he holds up a broken car.
My kids think their Daddy can fix anything with glue. Anything. Even plastic.
"We'll ask him when he gets home from work," is always my reply as I dry the tears and survey the damage, knowing that the answer is probably no.
But my husband is always willing to try.
He examines what ever broken toy they bring him and tells them that it probably won't work but that he will try to glue it back together anyway.
After dinner he will take the broken item to his workbench in the basement and he will attempt to put it back together. And the next morning he will check on whatever was left to dry overnight and will present the "fixed" item to the owner.
And each time this scenario replays, their faces light up and they shout, "You fixed it! You fixed it! You did it Daddy!"
The toy never stays fixed for long and sometimes he isn't even able to fix it at all. But my husband knows that it's not whether or not the toy will be fixed but that he has tried to fix it that matters to the kids.
They know that if something is broken they can always go to Daddy and he will do his best to to repair it.
And as they grow older and broken toys turn into disappointments and failures, they will know that Daddy won't be able to fix everything for them, but that he will always be there for them, offering his love and his support.