I have said this numerous times. When I found out I was pregnant I was SCARED! After I had my son the comfort of the hospital was nice. I could push a button and a very nice lady would come to the room, get my bundle of joy and let me sleep. When he was sleep (after sucking the life out of me) he would be resting in the bassinet right next to me. That first night, as he was resting, his dad, my now husband, took it all in.
He thought I was sleep.
What happened next was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.
He got up out of his hospital sleeper sofa and stood over our son and stared at him with love in his eyes. I could see the promises he was making all over his face. Then, he came over to me and kissed me on my forehead. It was as sweet and as enduring as a forehead kiss. (If you don’t know that movie quote we are not friends!)
At that moment I knew that he would always love me. More importantly, I knew he would be the best father ever!
My boys adore their father. They want to be like him. Be around him. Make him proud. Their faces light up when he enters the room. A true testament to his active and influential role in their lives.
In true daddy fashion there are also those moments when his influence causes me to do nothing but shake my head. I tell him all the time that when the teacher calls because they have said something inappropriate it will be directed his way! Shaun starts Kindergarten in August. Yall start praying NOW!
Then, there are the moments when I walk in on him reading the bible with the boys and having a mini bible study with them. He asks questions and confirms their understanding of the message.
My heart melts!
So those days when they are having nerf gun fights all around the house (Christmas Day 2017 was EPIC!) I just let it go. Those are the moments my boys will cherish and remember for life. The moments they spent time with their hero, Dad.