Like my father, Michael will be there for his daughter in ways which I as her mother cannot (though I will always try). Like my father, he will listen when she wants to talk, disseminate vital advise that she won't always take and he will be there to pick her up every time she falls...he'll even be there when she stumbles and doesn't think she needs his helping hand - but then some day when she's older she'll be thankful that she had it.
Though there is no "owners manual" to parenting...there are however plenty of people, websites and even blogs like mine out there just waiting to tell you how to do it right, do it better, do it differently...I say, keep doing what you're doing - if your little one smiles at your funny faces, giggles when she hears you mimic her raspberry noises, cuddles against your chest when she's tired and her face lights up when she sees you sing "Ra ra Rocket" - you're doing everything right. And although there may come a day when neither Daddy or Mommy have he right answer, as long as we continue to love her and each other, the answers that work for us will be there when we need them.
For Michael's first father's day he didn't ask for much - just to spend the day with his girls so that's what we did. Little Miss and her big sister BonBon woke Daddy up in the morning with smiles, kisses and giggle/barks. There is truly nothing better than starting the day with the whole family in bed, sun streaming in the windows and a fresh fun perspective on what the day has to offer...if everyday could start this way, oh what life would be like!
After opening his hand made cards and his gifts we watched as little Miss and BonBon had their own fun in the pile of used wrapping paper strewn all over our bed. Normally I would have been snapping pics trying to capture every smile and laugh but somehow that morning was meant just for the four of us.
After gifts we had an omelet breakfast, a favorite of Daddy's followed by a nap for little Miss and some much needed relaxing for Mommy & Daddy. We spent the afternoon sipping margarita's at Gammy & Papa's house while little Miss yet again napped...it was tiring watching Daddy open his gifts...took it right out of her.
After some lovin' from family and play time in yard with cousin Kerrie we headed back home for a relaxing and leisurely dinner...another favorite was served...meatloaf - I know, I know...I'm a lucky lady...my husband is the easiest man to please in the food department. Most men want some fancy meal that they can't normally get...not Michael...meatloaf was on the top of his request list.
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