Posts Tagged ‘father’s day’
Happy Father’s Day
Sunday, June 17th, 2012
Thank you, David, for showing our kids what it means to be a father: you give them love, fun and waaaay to much sugar. You wrestle with them, take them on hikes, carry them to bed when they’re just too tired. You work hard, play hard, and most of all, you love their mom. Happy Father’s Day!
And look what a difference a year makes! Or does it?
Tags: father's day, father's day photo collage
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My husband is wide awake, thanks!
Sunday, June 19th, 2011
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.
Tags: father's day, Jeff Pearlman, my husband does not need a wakeup call
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Father’s Day
Sunday, June 20th, 2010
I was really worried about my husband, David, when I was pregnant with our first child. Not because I didn’t think he’d be a good father. It’s just that he passes out at the sight of blood, and I was sure he’d be in a heap on the floor when our baby took his first breath.
But you know what? He was fascinated the whole time. I will never forget the thrill in his voice when Sawyer’s head crowned and David practically shouted, “I can see him!”
Because he knew his life was about to change. Forever.
He is Daddy.
Tags: birth, daddy, diapers, father, father's day, helpless
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