A Happy Fathers Day

Dads have a special calling. It's different than moms. It's a much more mysterious job to me than being a mom, maybe that's because I'll never have to do it. Dad's are the ultimate threat. I remember at my house it was a bummer when mom told you that she was going to talk to dad when he got home. There is nothing worse than disappointing dad. And they have the unlimited fun card. Whenever my mom used to go out of town my dad would always do fun stuff with us, water-parks, movies, restaurants, etc.  that man is always up for a good time. And best of all my dad has the best advice ever. He always listens and takes everything into consideration and then he tells you his honest opinion. He's pretty great! In fact, I'm convinced he is the best! 

But then I thought about it and while he's not my own dad, my husband is pretty great too! He is this amazing ability to get down to Olivers level and share things with him that I wouldn't ever think to. Like today at the grocery store he let Oliver feel the broccoli before he put it in the plastic bag and into the shopping cart. Oliver loved it and was totally interested in it. And he has the cutest little conversations with that little baby and I know he doesn't think anyone else is listening. And he has the greatest imagination which Oliver may not appreciate as much now, but in a year or two he is going to be in heaven playing with his dad. Tim is patient and kind and he is an equal player when it comes to parenting which makes my job a whole lot enjoyable. So pretty much he's the best too!!   

Poor Oliver has croup :( I think all the traveling and moving around did him in. The good news is that he's finally sleeping through the night! But, the croup did not upset Father's Day....it just required Tim to help out with the baby a little more than I would normally ask on Fathers day. Which I find it ironic that on Mothers and Fathers day the parent that is being celebrated usually gets to carry a lighter load on the day that celebrates the job that they are being relieved from......tangent over. Fathers day started out with a delicious french toast breakfast followed by me staying home from church with Oliver. Tim got to sit through all three hours of church without having to wrestle the baby at all. After church we had "linner" Tim not only got to take a nap but he also watched X-Men First Class. I don't know what made him happier the huge straw hat and pen I got him or the nap.

Tim sporting all of his gifts (I think the hat is his favorite, he's been talking about getting one since we moved to Phoenix)