Fathers.

Saturday morning started off with Kaden's first day of T-Ball.  It's an instructional program through the city.  I didn't know what we were getting ourselves into with this program, but it turned out to be pretty fantastic.

All the dads were out there practicing each drill with their kids.  Jeremy was beaming.  He told me after how happy he was to not have "that kid".  You know the one...the "I do not want to participate in this activity even though I love to do it at home and never complain, but today I'm gonna ball my eyes out if you make me do it and make you look like a complete idiot" kid.  Don't get me wrong Kaden has been "that kid" a few times before, but not on Saturday.  Not on his first day of T-Ball.  Not on Jeremy's watch.  

No shenanigans, strictly business.

It was 45 minutes of some serious father and son bonding.

It was all the moments Jeremy lives for.

Sunday was, of course, Father's Day.  In true Amber and Jeremy fashion, I didn't get Jeremy anything.  We are kind of low key when it comes to gift giving, if anybody has noticed.  I'm totally for giving, and would much rather give gifts than receive them, but when it comes to holidays sometimes I feel like its too contrived.  I want to give you something for no reason at all.  I want to see something and just have to get it for you because I know you would love it.  I want my husband to have the surfboard of his dreams, or go on a trip somewhere he would truly enjoy.  I don't want to give him a pair of jeans and some Hanes premium t-shirts, even though he desperately needs them.  I'm silly like that.

Regardless, we had a great day.

hello handsome

Pool time at my brother's beautiful home.

And what can I say about being a father?  I'm obviously not one, but I have one and so do my sons.  Watching them on Sunday, watching them all the time, makes me realize how good I have it.  Moms usually get a lot more credit for child rearing than dads.  Moms have a connection with their kids from the moment we know they exist.  When the baby is born we already have 9 months of bonding up on you guys.  But good dads make up that gap quickly.   They take the role of father and make it their lives.  I am thankful for the way my father raised me and how Jeremy's father raised him.  I am thankful for the father that Jeremy has become.  He makes every moment with our kids count.

It is crazy to think, the same way our fathers impacted our lives and shaped who we are today, Jeremy is impacting our boys who (God willing) will someday become fathers themselves.  In that way our fathers and their fathers will live forever in us, in them.  Mind blowing I tell you.

(As a side note: if anyone can please inform me on how to make my smaller pictures go side by side, holla at me!)