I married a boy who has turned into a remarkable man and father

Love. Respect. Admiration. These are words that come to my mind when I think about my husband. I married a boy who has turned into a remarkable man and father.

There is a fierce competition in our house between all four of us girls when it comes to getting his attention. He loves us so well, and we love him right back! When he walks through the door after work, little feet run to him with squeals, and I have to wrestle the little people so I can get a hug and a kiss too.

Andy and I met in college. His sister Amy was a good friend of mine. She would occasionally ask me, “Have you met my little brother yet? I think you should marry him!” Amy and I were on our way to do laundry one day when Andy was walking the opposite direction. Amy introduced us. I had seen him before and thought he was handsome, but I also thought he was an older student who wouldn’t notice me. Later that day Amy asked what I thought about her brother. “Amy, he is NOT little!” We laughed…and then I married him! Okay, years later I married him.

As a father, I watch him tell the girls he loves them, that he is proud of them, that they are beautiful. And anyone that knows our youngest daughter  knows that her daddy is number one. Often times when I pick her up from school she makes it clear she is disappointed it’s me and not her daddy. Oh but when her daddy comes, she is delighted, she runs to him, and covers him with love. Actually, all three girls light up when they see their dad.

I am thankful, incredibly thankful for this man. He works hard for our family so that I don’t have to. I am thankful that he is a great dad, and I don’t have to worry about the girls when he is in charge. I can be gone for a weekend and know that other than messy hair and mismatched clothes, the girls are in great hands.

He is a great parent. When I get frustrated or angry, he has the ability to keep calm and help the girls make good choices. He often reminds me we are on the same team. And I love that he is the one teaching them about loving God, and loving people. Oh and he plays with them so well! They have fun together.

I don’t take enough time to thank Andy for all that he does for me and our family. I don’t tell him enough how proud I am of him. And I am, so proud. And our girls are proud of their daddy too.

Happy Father’s day amor!