I can't watch my man with our girls, and not be overcome with gratefulness to God for this man who is the father of our precious girls.
After a long day at work, he never comes home to sit down.
He loves, and loves, and loves.
And our girls eat it up as they adore their Daddy.
I joke him all the time that this is all his fault, because if he wasn't such an amazing father I wouldn't feel the need to share this amazing gift with more babes who don't have a father.
Thanks Daddy for the way you love our house.
For the way you have taken care of us all while we have been sick the last twelve days.
For the way you can sit and just be, without words, with our children.
For driving eight hours yesterday to spend three with our big girl when she needed you.
For loving the Lord more than you love us because He is your source to serve us.
You are amazing and we are blessed to call you ours.
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