Happy Father's Day.

(Picture of My Robby as a brand new daddy. 2003.)

For obvious reasons, I talk a lot more about motherhood than fatherhood. Truth is, they go hand in hand. Literally and figuratively. My Robby is an angel in my life. He is just right for me. Much more right than I knew when I said I'd marry him. I didn't know, but the Lord did.

And now I realize that he is also just right for our kids.

For Father's Day, I took him out for sushi (per his request). We had a wonderful night. Giddy as two teenagers feeling love for the first time...yet so much more too, you know? I'm grateful that he still reaches for my hand when we are walking together. I'm grateful that he can still take my breath away with an adoring look.

I'm grateful that he is the father of my children.

He is My Forever Love. A rock in my life.

Aren't Daddies Great?

We started some casual summer homeschooling aka unschooling this week. I love having Daddy home to help out! He and Bubs have been practicing basketball together and tying flies.

I'm so thankful for the wonderful daddies in my life...for the 'rough and tumble' play, the skills, the life lessons, and most of all the love I know they have for me and my babies.

When we decided to homeschool, my Bebe quit his job to work from home. I'm grateful that he wants to be here. I love having him around.