Ode to J.

I have been intending to write a little post about the recent vacation J and I took to a massive farm show and tractor pull, but as I listened to my two favourite people giggle away tonight in the bathroom as Daddy taught T how to splash, I knew I needed to write this instead.

J is an amazing dad. I feel guilty that I don't tell him this more often. Because he has honestly blown me away with how great he is with T. They are partners in crime, best friends forever and she is a total daddy's girl. She giggles with him like nobody else and loves to just be with him. And as much as I hate to admit it, he is the only one that can calm her down when she is having one of those toddler tantrums that seem to have become a common occurrence.

My husband loves his family. Fiercely. He is protective and proud. And after the birth of our daughter, the love I had for him was intensified to a point I didn't even know existed.

So J, this ones for you. Thank you for all that you do (I know I don't say it often enough). xoxo