I know Payton adores him. It's obvious to anyone who has ever seen them embrace at the end of a busy day. Payton runs a hundred miles an hour into Brian's out-stretched arms yelling "DADA!!!!!" at the top of his lungs. It's one of the happiest moments in my entire day.
But I also want Brian to know how much I love him for his role as "father" in our household. He is everything Hallmark could say in it's sappiest of cards, and so much more. I don't know what I ever did to deserve him as a husband and father to our family, but I thank God for giving him to us.
This father's day, Brian finally got the gift he's been wanting for many years. A right of passage, if you will. A real "man's" gift (insert caveman grunting noises).
Happy Father's Day sweetheart. We love you!









