Hard Worker

I’ve been rolling this post around in my mind for a bit but I can’t seem to organize my thoughts enough to make it coherent.  So I’ll just say this.  I know I married a good man; a hard worker who has never given me a need to make a “honey-do” list.  And this weekend when we were camping I realized that it’s not just house stuff that he works hard on.  I watched him and saw how hard he worked just so we could get out of town and enjoy a fantastic weekend as a family.  Prepping the camper, packing the camper, setting up the camper, tearing down the camper, cleaning the camper, doing maintenance on the camper, chopping wood, building fires, applying sunscreen, running around trying to keep the kite from plummeting, making bathroom runs, walking the dog, loading the truck, cooking meals, doing dishes, the list goes on.  And when he wasn’t working, he was playing.  Which, as many of you know, is still kind of work when you’re playing with 2 small kids and a dog.

So to sum up my thoughts:

Sometimes I look at this guy that I married, and who entered parenthood with me, and who is an awesome father to these two great kids of ours and I just think, “Dang, my kids are lucky!”

{No complaints when I order the annual matching camping shirts}
{No complaints when I order the annual matching camping shirts}
{Men dig hole.  Dog uses hole to cool off.}
{Men dig hole. Dog uses hole to cool off.}
{Daddy teaches son how to fly a kite.}
{Daddy teaches son how to fly a kite.}
{Love}
{Love}

 

{Surveys our little piece of heaven after all the work it took to get here.}
{Surveys our little piece of heaven after all the work it took to get here.}
{Just an extra pic but too adorable not to share}
{Just an extra pic but too adorable not to share}

Now my job is to help my kids realize how lucky they are!

 

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