Daddy's help

Chris is a fantastic dad. I tell him that when I first met him, even though he was only 20 years old and a LONG way from ready to settle down, I knew he would be a great husband and dad. And it's why I fell in love with him. Um...well, that and his legs (soccer does GOOD things...;) But it's true, I did know it even then. And I love seeing, all these years later, him being the husband and father that I envisioned back then. He does everything I do for the girls...changes lots of diapers, bathes them, puts them to sleep, feeds them...he's amazing. And the girls are as crazy about him as I am. And, most importantly, he's an invaluable support for me. I have no idea what I would have done without him through the infertility treatment, the tough pregnancy and bedrest, having twins...if I had some husbands I hear about, I'd be in an asylum by now.


Here's his one flaw....this is what happens when Daddy dresses Saoirse:

1 comments:

  Kerry Hadiaris

March 18, 2008 at 10:44 AM

hahahaha! that's awesome!