A Father's Day Message...or two

My husband is a terrific father. He is. Really. I'm not just saying that because it's Father's Day. He loves his kids and they love him (as do I). He has changed his fair share of dirty diapers with minimal complaints. He watches our little munchkins while I go to the grocery store. He plays games with them, reads them their favorite stories, prays with them, laughs with them...and the list goes on and on. Annabelle has him wrapped around her little finger. It's a proven fact that she can get anything she wants with a little pout of her lips...or with a hug...or a smile...or saying something cute...you get the point, right? Jacob amazes his daddy with his memorization skills, his innate ability to play the drums, and the crazy, yet profound, statements that come out of his mouth.

Heath is an engineer and I love it when he tries to explain things like pervious concrete to a very inquisitive, four year old Jacob. Heath uses all the big engineering words and somehow, Jacob seems to "get it." (These are the times when I pull out the nerd jokes.) Now, if Jacob spots pervious concrete in a parking lot, he spits to show me that his spit will soak in. I know. Kind of gross, but funny nonetheless.

Jacob and Annabelle love music, and they love when their Daddy plays the guitar for them. Those are my favorite moments. Heath sits on the floor playing his guitar while the kids dance, sing, and climb all over him. Annabelle gets in an occasional strum while Jacob plays along on his toy guitar. Heath happily takes their requests and plays all of them: Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star; Itsy Bitsy Spider; Reaching for You; a few Imagination Movers Songs, and lots more that I can't think of right now. Jacob says his Daddy is cool because he plays the guitar...and he wears hats. Yeah, he's cool like that.





Annabelle has a special little Father's Day message of her own:

Happy Father's Day, Heath!! You're the best and we love you!!