Happy Fathers Day to all the fathers in my life. My dad, Chris's dad, grandpas, but especially this handsome guy...

We snapped this picture quickly after church before we headed to Grandma Sharps house for a yummy Fathers Day dinner.
WARNING*** What will follow will be an outpouring of mush about Chris.
I can't say enough how lucky I feel to have Chris as the father in our house. He is incredible, I have said it before and I will say it again. He is the most amazing husband and father I know. Our kids adore him, first thing they say every morning when they wake up is... "Hi mom, where is my dad." They always have to know where he is and when he is coming home. I try not to act like it hurts my feelings ;). But I really can't blame him, I count down the minutes til I see him again too. He puts most guys I know to shame. He is one of the most kind, giving, generous, selfless, hardworking, dedicated men I know. And the best part?... he is all mine :D
All of his awesomenss can be easily demonstrated in the last 3 days of life around our house. Tuesday I came home in distress because I had been put on bed-rest. How was I going to do this? I have 2 very active children that demand attention throughout the day, most of which requires me to be on my feet. While I blubbered and panicked Chris hugged, reassured and set to work figuring out a plan. (one of the many reasons he is my perfect other half. When I panic he remains calm and just fixes it.) He spent an hour making phone calls and by the end of the night had a solution to the problem. He then proceeded to clean the house so I could go to bed relaxed. Amazing... right? The next day he got up early and got most of his work in before I even got up he then spent the rest of the day cooking, cleaning, doing laundry and entertaining the kids. Not one murmur of complaint, even though over night his duties literally had doubled. He just did it, all of his work and all of mine. Happily he did it. The next day? Same story... up early to get his work done then he took us all to the pool. I sat poolside relaxed, munched on wheat thins and watched the incredible father of my kids watch, entertain and play for hours on end with the kids in the pool. Today is the first day he has left is my side the house is clean, the laundry done, and several people are on call in case there is anything I need. He is incredible. He makes me want to be better. My children adore him. I adore him.
I know that everyone feels like they are the luckiest girl to be married to whomever they are married to ( which is great! We all deserve to be married to our perfect other half) but I seriously feel as if Heavenly Father hand picked him out the billions just for me. I haven't figured out yet quite what I did to deserve such an awesome guy, but I'll take it.
Happy Fathers Day Chris, we couldn't make it without you!
























