A special Happy Father's Day to my Dear Husband Paul... (despite the fact he HATES blogs and won't read this ) I feel compelled to share with all of you how great Paul is as a dad to my three wee ones. You'll see through the trail of pictures their dad is a hands on... all in... type of dad. And for that I couldn't be more grateful and the children couldn't be more blessed.
But more than the amusement parks, soccer games, living room wrestling matches, trips for ice cream and days at Sandcastle Water Park... my husband loves these kids with his whole heart... with his time... with his creativity... and with a love explained only as God through him.
A day at Kennywood
A day with his family...
And most importantly... a day with OUR family.
As I post this... he is attempting to put those three little people to bed. The background is filled with wimpers, threats, light yelling, and well... cries. You all know what I mean- the nightly noises that signify bedtime. I wish I could offer audio. But even with the sounds that seem sad to the average, NON PARENTAL ear- I sit here smiling as I know that my husband is a great dad to our children. As they age- they too will become as grateful as I am that God gave them him for their dad.
HAPPY FATHER'S DAY PAUL.