You were there to hear their very first cries, scooping them up and posing for pictures with that awestruck look on your face. You learned how to feed Bailey, how to swaddle, how to position them so they could comfortably rest their tiny cheeks on your chest and fall asleep. You changed diapers, warmed bottles, found the Boppy that was always disappearing, and looked past my never-ending parade of nursing tanks.
You're the most important man in their lives.
Splashing in the pool.
Movies with popcorn.
Under-dunks on the swings.
Cooking in the kitchen.
All typical moments in a kid's life,
made special because of you.
We're still learning every day how to raise these three crazy kids.
And while lots of days I feel like I'm not getting it right, it always helps to know we are in this parenting thing together.
Happy Father's Day to my husband.
Thank you, Jared, for all you do each and every day.
The four of us love you so very much.