dad's

We're grateful for our dad's this weekend. I mean we're always grateful for them, but we're especially happy to have the weekend to celebrate them and what they mean to us.


It's no secret that my dad is one of my favorite people ever placed on this good earth. He is an honest to goodness good person with a pure heart. Many of the life lessons I have learned came straight from my dad. I only wish my adult self could have kicked my kid self and said "listen to your dad...he knows what he's talking about". Until the day I die, I will always believe that he is the smartest dad in the world. He knows everything and we always have something to talk about because he is a fountain of knowledge. He is an amazing grandpa who ALL the kids adore, and I for one know our little boy will feel no different. He is kind, trustworthy, hard working, giving and honest....and I'm pretty sure that if he tried, he might be able to walk on water. Safe to say, heroes do exist.


Have I mentioned I have an awesome father-in-law? Let me tell you, I grew up with teasing and laughter. It is in my nature to laugh and have fun and tease. How fitting it was that I ended up choosing a husband who has a dad that does just that. I can always count on him to give me a hard time and keep me on my game, so that I can zing him right back. He has made me look forward to summer even more, because I know I will benefit from his awesome garden. He has a major talent for making things look beautiful. Just the other day Cole and I walked through their backyard and I thought, "what was I thinking getting married in the fall? We should have had a summer wedding in this backyard". It is beautiful. I so look forward to seeing him as "grandpa". Although he's not big on expressing a lot of emotion, I know he and our little one will have a strong connection and bond that will always be present.


And if anything can turn me into a blubbering mess, it will be thinking about Cole as an "unofficial" daddy. Just the other night I had a mental breakdown (please tell me I'm not alone here). Over the last week, I have felt completely overwhelmed, unprepared, incompetent, and scared to death. I hit a breaking point and couldn't help but feel too inadequate to be this perfect baby's mother. Cole, who had been working looooong hours and probably wanted a calm, relaxing evening said "stop reading...(I read waaaaay too much about everything baby), most of it will all come naturally" and we continued a discussion that ended with me feeling better and not completely incompetent, and him more tired than he was before. He knows what to say to make me feel better, especially when I'm completely insane.
He loves the baby. He has a video on his phone from our last ultrasound that he watches all the time and examines every single little move the baby makes. And he would never agree with me, but the baby already looks SO much like Cole. I must say I would love for him to look just like his daddy.
He is always telling me the things he is going to teach the baby, mostly things they'll do to gang up on ME and always talks about the hopes and dreams he has for his future. He already worries about him, and asks how I'm feeling, and begs me to slow down and take it easy.
He is going to be a fun, good, caring dad. I can't wait to see a whole new dimension of Cole being a father.

The subject of father's is near and dear to my heart, and I think its pretty clear that I struck gold in that department.

Happy Father's Day!