I love being a Dad

This Father's Day weekend, we''ll hear a lot about how wonderful and important dads are, which is great. But as the very blessed father of these three cuties above, all I can say is, don't overdo it on the thanking. Yes, we appreciate your gratitude, but no, this isn't some arduous burden we take on heroically. Fatherhood is beautifully transformative, incredibly challenging and at times maddeningly hard, but a true joy, in the truest sense of the word. Any thanks I get I want to redirect toward God, who put these amazing little people in my life; to my wife, from whom they derive their sweetness; and to the three amazing little people themselves, whom I love more than I ever thought imaginable.
When my wife and I learned we were expecting our first, a wise friend (and dad) said, "People will tell you this will change your life, which it will, but what they don't say is that kids make you laugh every day."
And they do. Every hour, really. In children there is an innocence, a sweetness that reminds us of how life is really meant to be lived -- with excitement, wonder and awe. My kids get the biggest kick out of the simplest things, be it washing the car, taking out the trash or eating popcorn. Their young perspective reminds me to take nothing for granted, and to look for the good in all things.
There's a reason why Scripture tells us we must be like a child to enter the Kingdom of God, and that's because children are endowed with a sense of faith and trust that we, the hardened and cynical adults, spend decades trying to re-find. But my kids help me to re-find it. Every day. I love being a dad.
Happy Father's Day to all the dads out there!



No wonder your children are glowing with happiness in this photo. Obviously no prodding with "Say cheese" was needed here.
Your gratitude for what they bring to your life is felt by them every minute, I'm sure of it. I can see it here in this photo.
What you said about seeing the world through your children's eyes is exaclty what floored me, too, when my husband and I had our baby. It wasn't knowing I was responsible for another life...well, partly but not completely. It was everything in life I'd taken for granted I was able to see again. Wow! No one really tells you that. Talk about mind opening experiences. It's like being able to see into another dimesion. Like being handed big honkin' goggles that turn microcosmically small nothings into significant somethings.
In this age of cynicism, when every parenting magazine I pick up has snarky little quips about what a pain it is to parent and finding alone time...your words are so refreshing. Too often children are portrayed as burdens to be shuffled around and dealt with.
Children know when they are appreciated. Whatever attitude a parent projects - whether verbal or not - is indeed felt by the children.
You, your wife and your children are truly blessed for appreciating the wonderful life you've created.
Happy father's day.