Father's Day

Today is Father's Day, which is a bittersweet holiday for me. My father is not in my life, and I feel there is a huge hole in my life and the girls' lives where he should be. Father's Day makes that hole a crater. I have fond memories of my grandpas when I was growing up and how fun and silly they could be and I really hate that my girls are missing that.

However, they have an amazing dad, and I love that today is a day to celebrate him. Jayson is a stay-at-home dad. Not really by choice, but by circumstances, and he has fully embraced it. He shows the girls unconditional love and in heated moments when my temper is lost (like, out the door, headed for a beach vacation in Mexico), he can step in and calmly diffuse the situation. And, to be fair, I do the same for him. We are an excellent team. After years of me being the one more in charge and more knowledgeable about what's going on, mostly due to summers off and maternity leaves giving me plenty of time at home, I now find myself asking him the best way to get Charlie down for a nap, what to do when Audrey throws a fit, and what Lydia needs for school. He does diapers (many more than I do during the school week), he reads books, he cooks, he cleans, he drives Lydia to school when she has snack day, he even does hair!

I knew he was amazing when I married him, but seeing how he is when he is taking care of his girls, and clearly seeing the love he has for them, makes me realize just how lucky the four of us girls are.