In a couple of weeks we will celebrate our 25th anniversary. In less than 9 days, we will celebrate 20 years of parenthood.
Remember when we brought him home? Remember how he cried from 11 PM to 2 AM? Every. Single. Night.
One of my fondest memories from those first weeks of parenthood is forever imprinted in my mind. You're stretched out on the couch with Clay across your chest. It was a perfect moment...until the colic hit and we spent another night trying to console the inconsolable.
One of my fondest memories from those first weeks of parenthood is forever imprinted in my mind. You're stretched out on the couch with Clay across your chest. It was a perfect moment...until the colic hit and we spent another night trying to console the inconsolable. Thank goodness for those magic drops the doctor prescribed!
You are an amazing dad. You willingly worked two jobs that allowed me to stay home with the boys. You've given up dreams of your own to provide for us. Your faith and quiet strength has been a consistent force in our home. We've been blessed.
As the boys grow up, I've watched them watch you. Now that they are entering adulthood, I see bits and pieces of you in their words and actions. I love that.
While we don't say it nearly enough, we love you. Happy Father's Day!
1 comment:
Beautiful tribute to Bob, Amy. I love the pic....from Bell Mountain, right?
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