Father's Day
I find it ironic that on days when we parents expect a little special treatment, those are the days that turn out to be the ones when we're needed most. There's no such thing as a day off when you're a mom or dad--(unless we hire a babysitter)!
That's exactly what happened on Sunday. Conrad was up with the sun at 6AM, three hours before his usual wake up call and he was cranky; he just didn't know it. While I showered for church, Bron got the boys breakfast and wound up on the couch to console our littlest man. Needless to say, Conrad needed to nap. And it's only natural to give in to that sweet still heavy weight on your chest and fall asleep too. So there they were, two of my crew passed out on the couch when we were supposed to leave for church in 30 minutes. Oh well. Fatherly duties called. And his responsibilities didn't end there! It was kind of a crazy day.
We are so lucky to call Bron our husband and father. He is truly one of the rare genuine good ones. His priority is his family; I know he would do anything for us. He has patience when I lack it and lovingly creates opportunities for conversation and learning for our boys. Jed and Levi look forward to reading scriptures with him every night; it's become an important part of their bedtime routine. Bron works all day and comes home to help put out "fires" at night. Sometimes he even cooks dinner. This man doesn't get enough credit for all that he does, but I sure hope he knows how much we appreciate him and how much we love him!
Happy Father's Day!
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