Father of the Year

[paganmama999]

     I would never nominate my spouse for the father of the year.  He would not not like it, he'd hate it.  Although I can't speak for him, his philosophy seems to be "Hey, I wanted my kids, I planned my kids, I knew what I was getting into and accepted it and don't think anybody should be rewarded for what all men with children should step up and do!"  Now, from the point of view of a wife, a mother, and a child of divorced parents, I know that I'm lucky, and our girls are lucky, to have this extraordinary man in our lives because not all men WILL step up and do the right things.  In this day and age, it seems very few of them will. 

     I knew when I met him, back in 1987 when we were in high school, that he was the man I'd marry.  I knew it.  He claims to have known it, too.  We stuck together through college, and we made it through my troubles with and subsequent diagnosis of bipolar disorder.  We were married for 9 years before we decided to have kids.  He likes NASCAR, but he also likes to read.  We share books.  We like the same T.V. shows and movies and most of the same music.  We go to museums and the symphony.  He works. HARD.  I stay home with the kids as per agreement when we decided to have them.  I feel lucky to be able to raise our girls in a very nice home and I recognize it is because he has a job that enables it.  We have nice things because he works for them.

     But he's also just a nice, decent guy.  And cute, too, I must say.  And his daughters love him right down to the ground he walks on.  He takes them swimming at Nana and Grandad's so I can catch up on my scrapbooking.  He lets them "help" when he cooks.  He COOKS (Indian, Thai, Vietnamese, TexMex)!  When he lets the girls eat their Saturday morning muffins in the living room so they can watch cartoons, he cleans up the mess.  He's thoughtful.  He's always checking to make sure the battery in my phone is charged because he doesn't want us girls to be without it.  And he keeps the iPod charged because he knows I don't want to be without that.  He has seen Pirates of the Carribean and Nanny McPhee about fifty-seven million times a piece because the girls like them.  And he never complains.

     It just about kills me that this big strapping guy is so tender and affectionate with his little girls.  It is the cutest thing ever.  They're all outside right now playing in the sandbox and I heard him promise them that they could help him in the flower garden later.  And there's even a NASCAR race on.  Guess who isn't watching. 

[Momma_Halo]

Aug. 10, 2008 at 2:55 PM

Wow for a second I thought you were talking about my husband. When we find a gem we know it.