Often times I wonder if my children know how blessed they are
to have a dad that loves deep, expects much, plays hard, prays harder.
A dad that protects, serves, plans and guides.
A dad that doesn’t give up, a dad that rejoices in the goodness of the Lord.
I know how blessed they are. How blessed I am to walk through this parenting journey with him.
Mike, you are an incredible dad and I don’t tell you enough how blessed we are to have you as our leader in our crazy, chaotic home. Thank you for pointing us to the Father through your actions and words. We love you!
and the counting of gifts continues
~ spending Father’s Day with my dad, a true miracle
~ the smile that didn’t leave Jason’s face during his graduation ceremony
~ happy tears
~ iPod with worship music for a long car ride
~ a vacation house with a pool
~ hot sand between my toes
~ cooking breakfast for my love on Father’s Day
~ Sweet Pea crawling
~ laughter of my three sons as they play in the pool
~ Disney movies
What are you thankful for?
