We’ve been off adventuring this summer so it’s been a little quiet around here but I thought Father’s day was the perfect excuse to step back into the blogging world for a minute.
There are a hundred ways to parent but Steve parents with love. He listens. He teaches. He prays constantly over his children. And he loves with all his heart. It is beautiful.
And because of his love, our kids adore him. They are constantly fighting as to who gets to sit next to him, asking for bedtime stories and they know who to ask when they want to go out to eat or grab a treat. He has prioritized each one of them and they know it.
The kids filled out their annual father’s day interviews which are always a hit. The older the kids get the less funny and more tender those interviews are. (We’ve got years of those interviews banked in a physical memory box and looking back and reading through them again always fills my heart with so much love and gratitude.)
We also had ties hanging throughout the kitchen with fun memories. Here are a few that made me smile:
Being a father means something different with every new stage of life. When all the kids were young, being a father meant helping change diapers, frequently getting up in the middle of the night and wrestling kids on the trampoline. As our kids have grown, being a father has meant coaching teams, driving carpools and sitting in the kitchen talking with their friends. Soon enough kids will be leaving the home and being a father will look a little different.
But no matter the stage – Steve is present and magnifying his dad duties. Which makes him so easy to celebrate!
