The way she looks at him, it melts my heart. The names he calls her, they’re special. She’s his booogy, his stinkpot, his sweet babee.
Watching your husband become a dad, its really something different. Something precious. He plays with her in ways I’d never think to. He lets her do things I don’t think she’s ready for, but she is. He tickles and startles and smooches. I’m pretty sure he’s ready to buy her a pony if she’d just ask. He already likes to pretend that he got the motorcycle for her.
This time last year, a baby was just an idea. I’d told handsome we were pregnant by giving him a father’s day card. And sure, he was technically a father then. But now? Now he’s earned it. Happiest of Father’s Days, my love. You’re a wonderful daddy, and as always, a great husband. You’re doing it right. You can tell, because we’re all still laughing.