Dadios

Could I love 3 faces more?  I think not.  When I married Tim I knew he'd be a great dad.  No question.  What I didn't know is that he'd be the bestest, most patient, loving, hands on dad on the planet.  And that's a lot of dads to compete with.  We had a lovely dad's day.  Picnicked at the park with some friends, took naps (all 4 of us - when does THAT happen?) and ended the day at the pool with the Jansen/Syers clan.  A good day with good food.  A good day to celebrate how blessed we are to have Tim as our hubbie and dad and also how blessed we are to have my dad and Tim's dad in our lives.  That's a whole lotta love.  And we're grateful for it.  Happy Father's Day Dads! 

Squirt's face is about equal with Dude's 4 year old mug.  That's the difference between a 10% baby and a 90% baby.

 

Our little friend, Hadley, bummed around the park while the adults attempted a good ole' fashion game of wiffle ball. 

The reason for posting this picture?  If Dude is wearing a shirt that buttons all the way down, this is  inevitable.  Every time.  Even at church. 

 

Ready of not, if you're Dude's size or smaller, you will be kissed. 

I hit a mean wiffle ball. 

 

Dude made Dad a tie dye shirt for Dad's Day at day care.  Doesn't he look smashing in it? Actually, when Dude woke up at 2:00am with dinosaurs in his room, he was quite alarmed to find that Dad had taken his special shirt off.