For the past 3 years, I've watched the same "6:00 ritual". She hears your truck pull in the driveway…”My Daddy’s home!!!”…she tip-toe’s around trying to find the perfect hiding spot. Waiting…giggling…she covers her mouth in order to hold in the excitement. Even before you’ve opened the door, she’s running with arms wide open. At that moment…I stop and take a breath, realizing these are the special times…I’ll remember forever. As she jumps into your arms…I watch you scoop her up with a smile from ear to ear. Funny how I never get tired of watching that same moment over and over again. You are to her, someone who can do no wrong…and I love it. I love that you devote your entire evening to her…even after working since 4:30 in the morning. You’re never too tired, never impatient, never harsh…always exactly want she needs her daddy to be. Each night, the three of us sit at the foot of her bed…and this is the moment I cherish most. We say our prayers together…I kiss her goodnight and walk out of her room. I often stand around the corner, and quietly watched you turn on her night-light, pull down the shade, tuck her in and steal one last kiss…I love that you’re the last person she sees before she falls asleep. Never could I have imagined what a wonderful father you would be. I thought I knew everything there was to know about you…until the day I watched you hold our baby girl for the first time. I saw a whole different side of you. I wish I could say with words what I felt at the moment...it's impossible to express. That same feeling...that same breath-taking emotion...I've seen that side of you everyday since the day she was born. It's your voice, your words, your heart. It's the little things, silly things, when you don't know I'm watching...like when she wants you to dance with her...my heart melts. The goofy sayings she picks up from you...like, "oops, that was a mouse on a motorcycle!"...(thank goodness we're the only ones that know what that means!). I feel blessed to have you as my husband. You work very hard, giving me the opportunity to stay home with her...you sacrifice your own wants and needs to provide for your family... and don't ever ask for anything in return. For that, I admire you. You’ve always been kind and loving, but throughout the past 3 years…you far exceeded any expectation of a father I ever had. That’s what makes me love you more and more each day…as a husband, as a man, as a daddy.
Happy fathers day babe. I love you.
To...
Gramee & Papa, Nana & Papa (College), Big Bother Hunter, MiMi, Jake, & Easton, MiMi & Jansen, Nana & Papa (Atkinson), Dee Dee, Abby, & Grant, and Beth & Terry...
...(whew, I think that's everyone!)
Just a quick "thank you" to all the fam for taking time out for Lilee on Saturday night. Knowing how busy everyone is...it meant the world to us to see so many of our family there...ready and willing to cheer Lilee on. Brian and I appreciate (more than you could know) all of you showing our baby girl your support!
***(FYI)***There were so many of us...I think we broke the record for family in attendence! When people start complaining about the number of seats we had taken...you know there must be a lot of us!!!
Thanks again...love you all!
Rehersal was Sat. morning at 9:15...way too early for this little late sleeper!
But getting up early was worth it because afterwards, Lilee and "her girls" were treated to a "mini" manicure and pedicure before the big night! They wanted to make sure their fingers and toes matched thier dance costumes...SPARKLING!
We are so proud of you, baby girl! Everyday we see you growing up...into a beautiful, loving, joyful little girl (oops...) I mean BIG girl! You did a such a great job and we're so proud of you!