Dad...Dad...Dad-e-o

I realize I posted this last Father's Day. But it's timeless. In all my years of taking pictures of my crazies, this remains my favorite. (Sorry Gray...we'll try to get one including you one year.) This is Parker and Reid 3 years ago. I ironed it on a T-shirt for Spence.

He's a great dad. Really truly phenomenal. Everything I lack in parenting skills (which is A LOT) Spencer makes up for and then some. Most of the time, I think he's better cut out for staying at home than I am. Spencer is the ultimate park dad. He asks to go to the park more than the kids do. I think he took the kids to the park four nights this week. And I only accompanied him one of those times. He's compassionate and nurturing. He's sentimental and keeps EVERYTHING they make for him. He gets sad when he thinks about them growing up. He loves the zoo at least as much as they do, maybe more. He's patient and even tempered. He reads every page and every word when reading bedtime stories and even does voices. He's actually great at the whole bedtime routine. He makes up songs and let's the kids have popsicles any time of day. He has a great relationship with every one of our crazies. They light up when he comes home.

I married well. Thanks for being all of that and more to our kids. Happy Father's Day!