Fatherhood is pretending the present you love most is soap-on-a-rope. ~Bill Cosby
Once again, Jemimah has said it best, and paid the perfect tribute to our dad. He has endured many Soap-on-a-rope gifts over the years, and has graciously received all of them. That is one of those ever endearing qualities about him that I love. That and the fact that he always has to re-arrange the dishwasher after someone else has loaded it.
I am blessed to have both a dad and a dad-in-law that are amazing grandfathers to our boys. I couldn’t have asked for anything more in that area and it is one of those unexpected gifts that never ceases to amaze me.
I am also blessed to have a husband who is a great Daddoe. He is a great partner in raising them, never afraid of diapers or bottles. The kind of Daddoe that can wrestle on the floor or kiss the owies and isn’t afraid to answer the hard questions.
So Happy Father’s Day to the men I love and Happy Father’s Day to all the guys out there who smile at the Soap-on-a-Rope and the burnt toast and the package of socks. You are good guys, keep it up.
UPDATE * Judea has since posted her thoughts on our dear Dad now too… The daughters have been represented.