He smokes. Yes ma'am I know you wouldn't believe it to see him, but daddy loves a good cigar. It started on our honeymoon and he has been on the search for the perfect one ever since.
He beats. It doesn't happen often, but there have been occasions. Most times it is directed to me, but just this Saturday he beat your four year old brother. I swear I will never play Super Mario Brothers again with him. He loves any Wii games really cause that is when he can really beat us. However, he won't even get close to me when it comes to Scrabble. That is when mommy gets her revenge.
He laughs. Daddy has a weak spot for silly comedies. He loves to laugh and will take any chance he can to have a good one. He has one of those deep great laughs too!
He cries. Yep, like I have told you before Real Men Cry and your daddy is a real man! I have never thought him so manly then when he was loosing it over loosing you. I don't like apathetic men and crying shows passion at it purest form.
He snores. BAD. It is enough that it would have woke you up out of your sleep whether you were sleeping in the bassinet next to our bed or in your crib at the other end of the hall with the door closed. We have all come pretty accustomed to it and don't tell him but find it kinda endearing. That reminds me, "Honey, have you scheduled your sleep study yet?"
He cooks. Daddy isn't one of those boys who think a women's place is in the kitchen and loves splitting the cooking duties with me. He can put together a mean lasagna with the best of them and just last week made a decadent double layer chocolate cake by scratch that would give most grandma's a run for their money.
He cleans. We have a rule around here: If I make the food, daddy does the dishes. If daddy makes the food, daddy does the dishes. It works out pretty well I have got to say.
He thinks. You know how I mentioned I hate apathy? Well, your daddy is NOT! He thinks thoroughly and acts passionately. I love this about him! Most fall nights you can find mommy and daddy sitting on the front porch, ice tea in hand, discussing a social issue of some sort. His passion for learning has been passed down to your brother and sometimes before bedtime they both just lay on their bellies and discuss a topic at length. Currently they are discussing different home structures.
He loves. You have already know this one. You know that daddy talked to you and kissed you and shared his dreams with you. What you don't know is that he leaves the light on in your nursery every night. That he is devastated by loosing the dream of watching his curly haired, button-nosed, tomboy grow-up. That daddy would have changed your diapers and brought you to me to nurse every night, as he did with your siblings. That he would have bathed and tucked you into bed with books, songs, prayers, kisses, and more books every night. That he would have attentively cared for your every need before you even knew you had one. Daddy loves you and Henry and Amelie and me like only daddy can. Daddy also loves God as much if not more than he loves us. Hard to imagine huh? He prays and reads and guides us to God's love and for that and so much more we love him back!!
Happy Father's Day!
2 comments:
I love this. It's so sweet and pure. Sounds like you and Claudette are some lucky gals :)
YES, we are!
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