Been thinking about fathers a lot lately. This past week I know of one little girl who got to met her dad for the first time, I know of 3 boys who lost their father, a father I know posted a photo of himself painting his sons finger nails, Lucy’s biological father is so M.I.A. he forgot her birthday, and I heard from my own father for the first time in a long time. Its all made me think of my own girl’s relationship with Justin.
I’m not about to imply he’s some ideal super dad who like takes the girls on fishing trips or something along those lines. We have our fair share of “Dude!! You can’t give her candy at 9 o’clock at night.” And ” Oh you cant hold the baby with one hand? Seriously dude! It’s call a hip.” But all bickering aside I am continually amazed at how present he is for our girls. He’s thoughtful and takes a genuine interest in Lucy’s interests. He always gets her a surprise when he goes to the store. He says “Hi Mila!” back to her after every time that she goes “Hi Dada” even if she says it 10 times in a row. He makes the little efforts all day to really know his daughters.
Most importantly though he’s respectful to me and we get to show our girls a great example of what love and a healthy relationship should look like. That’s really the greatest gift he can give them. My own mother has a tendency to try and see the good in everyone. And makes excuses for people. She sees the entire story of a person and the life experiences that lead them to be who they are. Its sweet. I know. She has the biggest heart of anyone I’ve ever met. But when I took that quality in her and applied it to my own relationships, it back fired. And I made the mistake of making excuses for people who treated me bad. I’m glad Justin is someone who doesn’t require any excuses being made for him. He is a great husband, a great dad and a good person.
When our girls start dating and get into serious relationships, I hope that person treats them as wells as Justin treats us. And god help them if they don’t 😉