I don't know if I have told you this, but this man is my life. He loves his girls and they adore him.
They took us to the park today with a delicious picnic they put together to celebrate Fathers Day. Mr. serious pants doesn't like to have his picture taken though.
It is sometimes all he can do to hold it together and not smile, but with his iron will he forces his face into submission. No smile here.
But wait...what is this? Is the iron will crumbling? Can he hold it together or will his girls coax a little smile from their stoic and serious dad?
Ahh yes. There is the sweet smile we all love. The iron will crumbles:>) We love you to the moon and back sweetheart! My own father was not around, I had a stepdad who was, at best, abusive, so the love that my sweet man shows his girls (and me), is priceless. It means the world to me and to them. I sometimes think that God gave me Earl to show me what real love looks like. It looks like this.
I thank God for this man every. single. day.