When I married Chris, I obviously knew I was marrying an extremely special guy or I wouldn't have married him. Yes, of course we fight, but it is normally me doing the fighting and him doing the loving. I remember when we were first married, we would dream about what our life would be like one day; our house, kids, careers, etc. It has been amazing watching each of those areas unfold.
The most incredible area for me to watch though has got to be seeing my man become a dad. The night Zoelle was born, something changed in Chris. Not that he wasn't soft and gentle before, but he became those attributes to the extreme. I mean what other guy takes the time to blow dandelions with his daughter?
Or what other guy would smell his little 13 month old's stinky diaper and without a fuss ask where a diaper and the wipes are? Oh I suppose some would. I know it's not that out of the ordinary. But to me it's something little like that that makes him special.
His gentle ways with the girls bother me at times and I'm ashamed to admit that I ask him many times to discipline the girls much more than he does. But it just isn't in him to be that way. Not that he doesn't discipline, he just does so differently than I do. Which is probably a very good thing. We balance each other out that way and I need to be grateful for that.
He has never been ashamed to have only girls. Instead he proudly declares that if he only ever had girls, he would be happy for the rest of his life! He even gives them "flowers".
Everyday he works hard owning two jobs for our family. I'm proud that at such a young age, he has been able to have two businesses and do it all on his own. It's not easy and I often don't support him and praise him as much as I should and yet he keeps on. At the end of the day, when the back door opens and the girls hear their dad, they both go running/crawling as fast as they can yelling "Dad". It warms my heart. And I'm pretty sure his pride doubles.
Then he often helps make supper, or even makes supper (as I really don't like cooking that much). He will then clean up, give the girls baths, and help tuck them in. Most of the time, I'm right there with him helping him as I love doing any of that as long as he is right by my side.
I think we all like having him right by our side
So on this Father's Day because he asked me not to waste money on a card for him, or even a gift, this is my gift to you Christopher. I know you read this blog (you often even help me on it). I love you. I know I don't tell you or show you enough how much I appreciate seeing you as a dad. You work so hard for us and deserve so much more from me many times. Thank you for not complaining. Thank you for showing me grace, gentleness and love. Most of all thank you for being the ultimate representation of our girls Heavenly Father. For that they and I will be ever thankful for!
We love you! Happy Father's Day!
*Pictures taken by Ana Cole Photography and used with permission.
Hi! I'm Vanessa! Wife to handsome hubby Chris. Mom to three little girls whom I adore. I'm passionate about life, adoption, photography, missions, music, singing, and reading.
Often described as effervescent, I march to the beat of my own drum and I'm ok with that.
Come follow along with me through the laughter and tears of learning how to parent three girls, how to deal with the challenges of adoption, and the interesting stories that life may bring our way.