I didn’t get a chance to do a Father’s Day post yesterday, but couldn’t let the occasion pass by without at least a belated mention for the guy who is (in my biased opinion) the bestest daddy in the whole wide world. From those first sleepless nights pacing the hospital room, singing softly to comfort our crying newborn, to that moment yesterday when he somehow knew just the right thing to say to get our cranky overtired toddler to take a nap — he’s a natural at this fatherhood thing. Gentle and loving and endlessly patient. I couldn’t have wished for a better father for my children, not even if I had one of those magic monkey paws that can grant wishes.
Kind of a funny story about the above photo — we were enjoying a leisurely barbecue with my family, and Lillian didn’t want to take a break from running around in order to sit on daddy’s lap for 30 seconds to take the mandatory Father’s Day photo, so we decided to get clever about it. We took the photo while Joe put on her sandals, an activity she’s been known to sit still for — and it worked! Both of them were even looking at the camera and everything.
I was especially excited because it provides a really sweet sequel to the photo we took of these two on Father’s day last year:
I’m a sucker for these “look at how much she’s grown” photos (as I’m sure any regular reader of this blog is already well aware). Just look at how teeny and cuddly she was… and how she’s looking more and more like a “big kid” every day.
Another funny story — Lillian said “Baby!” when she saw that photo from last year on my computer, so we tried to explain that it’s a picture of her when she was a baby. Though I’m not sure how understandable the concept of having grown and changed so much is at her age. Heck, sometimes it’s almost incomprehensible to me, and I’ve got 26 years on this little girl.
On a more somber note, a Father’s Day post wouldn’t be complete without a link to this post in remembrance of my dad, who passed away last July. There was no way of knowing on Father’s Day last year that we would lose him less than a month later, and missing him hit me kind of hard yesterday since it was the first Father’s Day without him. He was an amazing dad, a huge part of shaping who I am today… and I like to think he would be proud and happy to see his granddaughter growing up under the loving care of another amazing dad.
I hope all the dads out there had a great day yesterday.