Father's Day

God, thank you for this man. Today I focus on the father he is to our children, and I am thankful for his heart for them. He provides, he is tender, he disciplines, he plays, he laughs, he teaches, he loves. I love the way they look at him and light up when he comes home. I love watching them play together and snuggle. I love seeing and hearing him in their actions and words. They are blessed. I am blessed. And I hope today he felt blessed by us.

(This picture was taken back in February.)

We spent lunch and the afternoon with Pop, Grannylou, Uncle Eric, Kadyn, and Dylan. Aunt Kristi had to head south to a conference, but we all survived in spite of her absence. There was a moment when I realized how far God has brought Eric and our family in the last year. For us to fellowship so easily together without Kristi simply took my breath away. GOD IS BIG!

I failed to take any pictures of our kids with Clay or Pop with all his grandkids. Oh well, but I did catch the girl giving Pop some love.


I couldn't pass up catching the boys at the beginning of "rest time." We knew it would be hard for them to nap so we simply put 'Cars' on in the playroom and had them lay on a pallet. It didn't take long before Grannylou and I were on the floor beside them helping them rest. I'm sure that was a sight! I think everyone slept for about 30 minutes, but it wasn't long enough in my book. Aren't they too cute? If only I had captured them jumping and rolling around. They are a sight.

It was a good day. I feel so blessed to live in the same town with my dad, to have him so involved in my kids lives, and to be able to call him friend. I feel blessed that my dad and husband enjoy each other, get along, and truly respect each other. I know their relationship is rare...and it amazes me often. Thank you, God, for the gifts you give. I am humbled by Your love for me.