I’ve been sick since last Saturday until yesterday (and still kinda, sorta today), so that’s why I didn’t post anything for Fathers’ Day. But I hope at least the dads in my life had a good one! Hubby got this ADORABLE mug I ordered for him online. He says he loved it – and of course he wouldn’t tell me if he hadn’t, but who wouldn’t, right?? I think this will be a keepsake for our family. Maybe once Holly’s older we’ll get a new one so her head will be as big as her siblings’ lol.
In all seriousness, I’m so glad to have him as the father of my kids. I remember right before we began dating, I started seriously praying about the person I wanted to marry for the first time (meaning not just shooting up random desires, but actually listening what I felt God was telling me to look for). And one of the first things that came to mind was that I wanted someone who’d be good for my kids. I had this realization that the choice I’d make in that area wouldn’t affect just me.
Today I’m SO thankful for how God answered that. I don’t think I can hope anything better for my son than to turn out just like his daddy, or for my daughters to marry someone like him. Single gals out there, dependable AND cute guys DO exist!!
On Fathers’ Day, I also called my dad in Brazil, even though it wasn’t Fathers’ Day there yet. I joke that since he has daughters living in the US he gets to have 2 Fathers’ Days :).
My dad and I share a lot of things in common, like our curly hair (I mean, not at all! OF COURSE my straight manes are all natural – they just need a CHI iron to come out :), our love for movies (we went to the theater together every week while I lived there) and even our love for words (he used to write poems back in the day).
I miss him so much and can’t wait to visit him for when it is Fathers’ Day in Brazil (in August)!! The only teeny weeny thing I’m holding my breath about is traveling all by myself with (then) 1-year-old Holly…that should be interesting. She’s already a force to be reckoned with, and she’s not even walking yet. I can see myself going up and down the plane corridor to satisfy her need for movement. If Holly happens to be walking already, the thought even crossed my mind to invest in those horrific looking but still very efficient child leashes. Hey, a mom’s gotta do what a mom’s gotta do!
Anyone who’s ever traveled with a toddler, please send your tips my way in a comment! And regardless if you have or not, please send your prayers :).