I’m not sure how my husband does it.
He works third shift, then he’s responsible for our two toddler boys until I get home from school. He can usually squeeze in a couple hours of sleep when our oldest is at preschool and our youngest takes a nap. He spends some time with me before going to bed and sleeping for a few more hours before waking up and doing it all again. He takes our sons to doctor and dentist appointments, swim lessons and to the park. He usually keeps the house clean and often surprises me with banana bread or another fresh-baked treat.
I’m pretty sure he’s Super Dad.
This Father’s Day, I’m grateful for him. I’m so thankful our boys have an amazing dad who cares for them and gives them his all. I’m glad they can grow up with him, instead of at a babysitter’s. I’m blessed that he fully supported the parenting choices that were important to me.
Dads are pretty amazing, aren’t they?
So, Happy Father’s Day to the dads who come home from a long day at work, get down on the ground and start wrestling or chasing kids.
Happy Father’s Day to the dads who get up in the middle of the night with a crying baby, so mom can get just a little more sleep.
Happy Father’s Day to the dads who end up covered in spit-up, drool, snot and poop.
Happy Father’s Day to the dads who patiently teach their kids how to do yard work and home improvement projects.
Happy Father’s Day to the dads whose chores take twice as long because they’re allowing little ones to “help.”
Happy Father’s Day to the dads who coach soccer and help with homework.
Happy Father’s Day to the dads who put their kids ahead of themselves.
Happy Father’s Day to all the Super Dads.
