Sunday, June 19, 2011

The Best Dad I know

Best Friend, Husband, Father
I totally lucked out in life.  Not only did I marry my best friend, who is the most awesome guy I've ever met, he's also the best father I know.

John changes the majority of diapers.  I've never had to ask, beg, plea or negotiate.  He just does it. When I decided to switch over to cloth, he supported me, and 4 years later, he is a total convert.

He gets up with the kids 98% of mornings.  This is probably the number one thing in my life right now.  I've been having a hard time sleeping lately, sometimes taking 1-2 hours to fall asleep, so the extra few hours in the morning is the most helpful thing ever.  And there is something adorable about laying in bed, and listening to him interact with them in the morning.  Sometimes I hear the cutest conversations between Daddy and the kids.  (Other times, a lot of yelling and crying.)

Need a horse?  Dad is here to do it!
He plays with the kids.  He takes them out.  He takes them on trips, grocery shopping, the library, the park...sometimes just to give me a few minutes to myself.  He works, and comes home...and plays with the kids, without ever complaining that he works while I stay home.  He always just does whats needed.  Even during the busiest times of the year, he stops to play with the kids, change a diaper and wash the dishes.

Speaking of dishes, he does the dishes, vacuums, picks up...even does the occasional load of laundry.  Sometimes, he keeps the house better than I do- getting spots I need help with (Tub needs a scrubbing?  John gets it done!)  He also gives the kids a bath- which almost always involves Lilia's string of preschool obscenities while he washes her hair.

Who doesn't love a baby-wearin' dad?
Raising kids (and not being a total ass about it) is hard.  Harder than I ever thought at times.  There are times where I just want to be 5 and throw a tantrum, then run off far away where no one knows I'm a parent.  Two kids as young and close in age as Lilia and Liam can drive one to insanity pretty quick.  John makes life so much easier.  If it weren't for his support, I think I'd be crazy by now.  (Crazier...we know the truth.)

So happy Father's Day, my love.  Thank you for being a great Father, a supportive Husband, and a true man.  Yes, I am bragging about your awesomeness to everyone because it's all true and you deserve it.  I love sharing my life with you.

1 comment:

  1. This is possibly the sweetest thing I've ever read. :)

    George is the same way...mostly. He's not as good-natured about it as John is, I think. But I love him anyway... xo