Honoring the Father

It's Father's Day - a day all about D-A-D. Around here that means time for archery and taking afternoon naps. Time for the wife to ruin dinner but she does redeem herself slightly with that cake she baked yesterday sans icing. Roadtrips singing at the top of our lungs about the Light of the light of the light of the world. Of a card and a Cootie bug left lovingly in the gun/bow/fishing room.

You were father and mother at a time when I could be neither. For a father that was so unsure of himself just days before, you entered fatherhood and took to it like you had done it all your life. And through all the ups and downs we've done pretty good, haven't we? I like to think so. And look at all the love we have to show for it - a heart full of someday memories of a monkey boy that loves to chatter and give you One More Kiss and One More Hug to stall before going to bed. Who wants to Play The Game with his daddy because that is what y'all are great at doing - playing together. Okay so he is a bit of a picky eater that has just not found your love of red meat yet but Waffle House - y'all are So There.

Thank you for being my other half. My patience when I find none. Laughter when the going is rough. Sanity when mine has been lost. Reasoning when I need a slap in the back of the head. I can't believe how much you rule, David.

And The Boy says: What is Father's day again? Oh yeah. Happy Father's day daddy! Can we play our game when you are finished? I love you. We love you ~ Happy Father's day!

(and The Boy!)