My husband is wide awake, thanks!
A former colleague of mine who is a very talented writer posted this article, “Dads, wake the hell up”, on CNN.com.
The premise is for men to start taking an active role in bringing up their kids.
It made me giggle.
I mean, really? I guess there actually ARE men out there who’d rather do just about anything than hang out with their kids.
I’m just not married to one of them.
I didn’t change a single diaper for the first week of Sawyer’s life.
All of our kids have seen Lowe’s from the Baby Bjorn strapped to their father on solo trips.
Weekends do not pass without at least one adventure led by Daddy.
I cannot imagine having children with someone who’d prefer to golf, who’d consider being alone with the kids babysitting instead of parenting, who would say “no” to spontaneous trail hikes to look for insects and trips to the aquarium and jaunts to the mountains to see snow and making lunch or dinner so I can escape for an hour or two or answering the call for a middle-of-the-night snuggle with a five year-old.
My husband is not perfect. But he is perfect for our family.
I am thankful every day for the love he gives our children. It is the greatest gift he could give them – and me.
Happy Father’s Day, David. I couldn’t do this without you. I wouldn’t want to.