This is such a short, not doing justice, note to the sweet papa in my life.
Yesterday was fathers day and we really had an amazing dad to celebrate. One of my greatest blessings is my husband and more so in his role as father. Man, i love this man! And i love him most when i see him as a father to my sons. He loves being their dad and it shows. They love him and it shows. Moms and kids have their own sweet bonds but fathers and sons, they have something special. When my boys look at my husband, there are many times when i can actually hear what they are thinking: "Wow, thats my dad, i want to be just like him, Wow!" Can you hear that wow!
On the journey as parents there has not been anything that Jason has not been willing to do. Sure i do most things more then him but that just comes with the territory and i am kind of okay with that. He has changed nappies, made bottles, done night feeds, bathed kids, put kids to sleep, rocked and burped babies, played games, done every school concert and more. He is quietly there. Allowing me to bustle along, letting me know that he thinks i am great as a mom when i feel totally inadequate. He is patient when i am losing it. Firm when i am too soft. He wrestles with them, teaches them karate and tells them to stand up for themselves. But he also hugs and kisses them and tells them that he loves them everyday, just so that they know that real men feel and cry. He is protective, nurturing and kind.
Happy fathers day Jason, our boys could never have asked for a better father! You are so so loved and if you ever feel that you are not good enough just take a moment to look at those blue eyes peering up at you in adoration! You are making out more then okay!