I remember when you swore our girl wouldn't have pink princess everything. I remember when you learned that some girls are naturally girly and love pink and princess everything!
I remember when you thought she was too little and you carried her around on a pillow.
I remember when you thought boys were tougher from the beginning. I remember when you learned that everyone starts out the same.
I remember when you were overwhelmed when the kid to adult ratio changed in their favor, but you tried not to show it.
I remember when you thought it would be too much to hope for two girls and two boys evenly. I remember how you couldn't believe how blessed we were.
I remember when you didn't trust yourself and you asked for help.
I remember when you learned that you have a lot to learn.
I remember the time when you figured out that the difference between being a good father and an excellent father meant being a selfless father.
I see how much they need you. I see how much you need them. I see the things that you give that I simply can't - some things are just different from dad. I love the laughter you share with them. I adore the moments of play, the hugs, and the love that you share.
Tonight I am thankful for the man that my children call dad. It's been a blessing to watch him grow as a dad over the years. And I look forward to seeing the years to come!