A Great Dad

I remember the first time I saw Jeremiah interact with children. I wasn't dating him at the time but I was at a family function of his and got to see him play with his cousin's kids. I remember smiling as I watched him get down on the floor in his church clothes and toss the boys around and keep them laughing. I was also touched when I saw another of the children just come and climb on his lap and snuggle up to him, like he was the only person on earth he wanted to be with.

Needless to say Jeremiah is even better with our own children. He stood by my side as I delivered Isaac and he was first to hold him. I was very sick and I have few memories of the delivery room but I will never forget waking up to see my brand new baby in the loving arms of his awestruck father.

After Isaac's birth I had to go back to work after only 2 weeks. It would have been very hard for me if it weren't for the fact that Isaac was home with his daddy. Jeremiah didn't take any classes that summer and he and Isaac formed a bond over that time that they still have. He was the one who always got up in the middle of the night to feed Isaac so that I could sleep. And he never complained about it. Jeremiah had such a soft spot for Isaac. I remember suggesting that it was time to move Isaac into his own room after just a few weeks and Jeremiah couldn't let him go just yet. In fact, the only time I've seen Jeremiah even close to tearing up was when he stood to bear his testimony the day Isaac was blessed. Also, to this day he is the only parent in our household who has been pooped on. Isaac seemed to make the best of every opportunity for that...

Isaac looks up to Jeremiah so much and he is always excited when "Daddy is coming today." (That's pretty telling of how often we've seen him lately between school and work, but things should be slowing down!)

Jeremiah is equally great with Kenley. He can walk into the room and she instantly grins and starts to get excited. He was a little worried when he found out we were having a girl. He comes from a family of 6 boys and wasn't sure he would know how to handle a baby girl, but he's done a great job. Occasionally he needs a little guidance, as he did when he put her ruffle-bum pants with the ruffle in front, but she knows he loves her, and that's all she needs.

I know that I am very blessed to have a husband who is also a great father. He is interested in his kids and loves to play with them. He provides them with love and entertainment. He also helps with the discipline, too, and I appreciate that...I don't always want to be the "bad guy."

I love you Jeremiah. Happy Father's Day.