I’m popping in after a long day of lacrosse and celebrating Honey to wish the three dads in our family the happiest of Father’s Days!
Daddy-O is the leader of the pack. He immersed himself in raising two daughters and is now a father to Honey who lost his own dad seven years ago, father in law to Sister’s Mister, and “ampa” or “epaw” to his four grands. He’s funny and wise and grateful and honest and smart and kind and gracious. I wouldn’t be where I am today without him. I love him to the moon and back and will always, always be Daddy’s girl.
It’s hard to even know where to start with Honey. He always wanted to be a dad, and it comes so naturally to him. I admire his patience and kindness every single day. I think the fact that if you ask either of my boys about how they envision their life as an adult that they will both include “being a daddy just like daddy” says it all.
The righteous man walks in his integrity;
His children are blessed after him.
Happy Father’s Day, guys. I am so very lucky to call y’all mine.