It's Father's Day, and my man is busy making pasta salad for his OWN Father's Day barbecue. Is it any wonder why I love this guy?
Happy Father's Day to a man who brings honour to the name "Dad". A man who is fully present for his children. A man who teaches his daughters what it means to be a REAL man (and that includes making pasta salad!). A man who demonstrates what it means to feel the fear and do it anyway. A man who's helping his daughters understand that they can do or be anything they set their minds to. A man whose proudest moment was the moment he became a dad.
I'm so glad I get to be his wife and share the joy of parenthood with him. Here's to many more Father's Days.