Father's Day 2010

The boys are out on an adventure...here they are before leaving for their nature walk.

Sitting here in the quiet apartment on Father's Day, I have been thinking about my childhood and thanking God for my father.  My dad was a little girl's dream.  I can't remember a time when I asked him to play with me and he said no.  Almost all the memories I have of my dad from when I was young are of the two of us playing together.  Putting on a circus show on the swingset, riding bikes in the driveway, setting up a grocery store in the living room, playing school, the memory game, Mall Madness, dress-up, Barbies...I roped him into it all.  I think he definitely had a soft spot for his baby girl.  (I think he still does) ;)  Hubby has noted that when asking my dad for something, I often use what he has dubbed 'my little girl voice'  I guess it's true what my dad has been telling me all these years...I'll always be his little girl.  I am so grateful that I had a father who gave us one of the greatest gifts...he gave us his time.  I felt valued.  And I think because of that, I have grown into the woman that I am today. Thank you, Dad. 

I always hoped my husband would be that kind of dad. 

Now, to see the love my husband has for his son...a love that rivals my father's love for me...

I am doubly blessed.

I could spend a lot of time writing down all the things that make my husband a wonderful father...but I'd rather get up from the computer and spend the evening witnessing all those things.

To put it simply...I have always been amazed at how "at home" in his role of father my hubby has been.

From the very beginning, this man just knew. 

He knew exactly how to be this little boy's Daddy.

To the father of my children...

Happy Father's Day...

I love you.