I grew up with a father who was (is) very active in our lives.  He coached, he cheered, he helped with homework. He worked crazy shifts as a police officer and took extra jobs just to make sure he got to spend time with us when it counted most. Growing up, I just assumed that was what parents did.  As an adult, I know that’s not the case- those were decisions he made for us. And I’m so thankful he did.

I grew up knowing my father would always be there for me. He was the yard stick by which all other men in my life were measured and frankly, with the bar set so high, it’s a miracle I got married at all.  It’s no surprise at all that he’s a fantastic Papa to my  kids- involved, loving and patient. He gave Scorch his nickname and continues to be the Bean’s favorite person in the world.  Happy, happy Father’s Day, Dad!!

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When I said yes to the Hub’s proposal, I knew we both wanted kids. I just didn’t know the details- like how long it would take us and what kind of parent the Hubs would be.  Thankfully we all got lucky because we got our kids and the Hub’s is an amazing father. Spend 5 minutes with my kids and that’s apparent. Like my Dad and my father-in-law, the Hubs sacrifices, coaches, cheers and cares. He works crazy hours doing one of the toughest jobs on the earth, but when he comes home he’s Dad no matter what type of day he’s had. The kids and I are lucky to have him- and I hope he always knows that. Happy Father’s Day to one of the best men I know!

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And a very happy Father’s Day to the rest of the dads in our lives- our uncles, cousins, friends and family!