I was reflecting on my husband as a father today, and I realized that I have been blessed beyond measure. Scott is a good leader for our son: He shows him how to work hard, how to play hard, and how to praise the Lord daily. In the past 20 days Scott has stepped into a role that neither of us expected him to have to play, and he has taken on all the additional tasks and responsibilities without complaint. He works hard from when he wakes up until he falls asleep at night, and he still makes time to roughhouse with Caden, play cars with him, or read him a book. Thank you, Scott, for being such an amazing husband and father. And thank you, Lord, for giving him to me.
First picture of Daddy and son.
Sleepy boy.
Doing "tricks."
Daddy took that puke like a trooper.
(Caden was pleased.)
See the family resemblance?
Milk. It does a body good.
Snuggles with Daddy.
Teaching Caden to ride a bike.
Sleepy Daddy.
Should I be concerned that this is what Daddy is letting him play with while I'm on bedrest?
Watching butterflies with Daddy.
Me and my Daddy.
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