"I love my daddy..."

Lance, 

There is not one thing I would change about you as a daddy...

You've held our babies sick,

been peed on, pooped on,

changed a jillion diapers...

missed a million hours of sleep...

And encouraged me through the hardest days of parenting.

You have cried a thousand tears...

laughed a zillion laughs...

and showed our boys how to respect and be a husband one day.

You are patient, encouraging, silly, loving...

Goofy, young-spirited, honest and committed.

You understand that the days are long but the years are short;

therefor you savor every joy that parenthood offers.

Like me, you are scared to death of this big of a love.

But unlike me, you are faithful and don't bask in the fears.

You instill values and manners in our boys, 

and know that discipline equates to love.

You don't believe there has ever been enough play...

or sports watched...

or jokes played...

hugs given...

kisses stolen...

or "I love you"s said.

Every day that I think you couldn't be any better at this daddy thing...

you prove me wrong again.

You are one of a kind, Lance.

And you are adored.

Of all of the millions of mistakes I have made in my life,

choosing you to be my co-parent was not one of them.

You are our rock,

And you are a mold for a dad.

I know that is all the absolute truth,

because the four little baby eyes that look up to you and worship your existence...

prove me right again and again.

Thanks for being you...

(even when you drives me crazy!)

Happy Father's Day, to the best daddy I know.

Love,

Holly.