Last year we were in the hospital for Dylan’s first Father’s Day. I told him that Kyton was his present since we did not expect Ky to arrive by father’s day.
This year the day started with cuddles.
It has been amazing to see my husband transform into a daddy. Ky loves to play and wrestle with Dylan. He knows how to make Ky laugh, and cheer him up. We complement each other well as parents. He’s very concerned about keeping Ky safe, and I sometimes throw caution to the wind. He’s much better than I am at bouncing him to sleep.
Happy father’s day to my own dad. (He does not read my blog.) He gives great advice and is extremely knowledgeable about pretty much everything.
Happy Father’s Day to all of the dads!