Father's Day

Father's Day is kind of tricky for me. I didn't have much of an interest in father's day until I had Maya and Aric became a father. In fact, it was a very difficult day for me, in some ways it still is. I'm not sure I'm ready to get into all of that, so I won't. I will just say this, to the men who were there, my tios, my Grandpa Bob, Gary (married to "my Karen") and to my step-dad Joe who came later on in my life...thank you and I love you. You have been wonderful stand-ins.

Today I honor Aric, the father of my children.

He has shown me what it would have been like to have the best dad in the world. Everyday I watch him with our children I see what I missed. But then again, I also see what I did right. I refused to settle when it came to finding the father of my children. I made sure I got it right so that my kids would have it right. Here is what they got...

A dad who will sit through Princesses on Ice, High School Musical, Annie and listen to the Wicked soundtrack over and over again...just to name a few very unmanly things we put him through on a regular basis.

A dad who will take them to dentists and doctors appointments just so they can get treats afterwards.

A dad who will blow dry their hair and even attempt to put in pony tails.

A dad who will make them pancakes, waffles or french toast for every meal if I let him.

A dad who will rearrange his work schedule to be at soccer games, school functions, piano and dance recitals.

A dad who tells them they are beautiful every single day and tucks them in every single night with a hug and a kiss, and a jump on the bed.

A dad who will give them a priesthood blessing at the drop of a hat when they need one.

A dad who will always be there to love them, watch over them and protect them.

This is the father of my children. This is why I celebrate father's day.