Last week I had a rare opportunity to hang out with my Dad...just him and me. Well, Lucy was our sidekick and interjected facts about princesses here and there but we were allowed some good talking time. (Our family was en route to Aspen Grove for a family reunion with Dave's side of the family and since Dave is still not ready to drive for hours on end with Lucy in the car, Lu and I fly to things like that.) We happened to have some time before and after the reunion to soak in my parents.
We moved a hutch into a truck (for my dad to transport up to Bear Lake for the summer). (We were pretty proud of ourselves...it was heavy!)
We went on a hike and soaked in the beauty he has always taught me to notice and love. (Do you like his outfit? One of my favorite things about my Dad are his outfits.)
We talked about parenting and religion and the world.
He made my kids feel like a million bucks.
Without getting too sappy I want to pay tribute to this man.
One who spent so much time with me that he always knew exactly what I needed growing up.
One who takes his role as "Father" so seriously and who still "gets" me even though I've been gone from home for so long.
I'm so incredibly grateful for his model of parenting not only to me but to Dave and to others all over the world.
I think he epitomizes one of the things he strives to do so very well: "Popularize Parenting."
I couldn't be more grateful that he's my Dad.
We also got to spend the whole week last week with Dave's family (100's of pictures coming:).
I was so grateful for the opportunity right before Father's Day to spend time with my wonderful Father-in-Law:
And to witness the effect's of his parenting of his own nine children:
The twinkle of love in his eye for each one of us in this huge group and his fierce conviction to do what is right makes me emotional to think about.
His quiet leadership has made this family so strong and united. I couldn't help but look around and observe each of Dave's siblings and their children at the reunion and think about the positive effect that this man has had on them and their children.
Fathers are so incredibly important.
Which brings me to David.
The father of my children.
The apple of my eye.
I know I don't talk about him a whole bunch on here because I am abiding by his wishes, but I must say in honor of Father's Day that he is the best father I could ever ask for for my children.
(And the fact that he grudgingly let me take these pictures was his Father's Day gift to me:)
He is fiercely protective of our kids.
He is the balance to my laid-back parenting style.
He sees needs, strengths and potential where I miss them.
He teaches hard work, and no tolerance for jobs half-done.
He is the perfect balance of strict and high expectations...
...as well as praise and silliness.
Our children think he's about the best thing that has hit the planet.
And I have to agree.
With all my heart.
Happy Father's Day to all those amazing Fathers out there who, like these dads, strive to help their children become something bigger than they are.