Today is my dad's birthday.
It's a big one and Harper has a special message for her favorite Pap!
Happy birthday, dad! We love you!
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Showing posts with label Dad. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dad. Show all posts
Thursday, March 22, 2012
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Repost: My Dad Got It Right
Originally posted on March 23, 2010.

Last night, my small group talked about fathers (which was good timing because yesterday was my dad's birthday). We talked about how a father's relationship with his daughter influences every aspect of her life including things like everyday decisions, career choices, relationships with other men, how she views herself, and how she ultimately views God.






I have a dad who got it right. He spoke blessings and affirmations into me. He protected me. He understood the power he had to point me in the right direction. He gave me a good example of how a husband should treat a wife which ultimately helped me pick out a good husband for myself.

We built snow forts together. And we went on canoe trips. And he taught me how to drive. And we went fishing on the Flagler pier. And we picked on my mom together. But most importantly, he told me that he loved me and that he was proud of me.

If you have a dad who got it right, tell him. If you have a husband who is getting it right with your kids, tell him. It's a big deal.
I really lucked out in this department. I have a good dad and I have a husband who's getting it right with Harper.
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
The Orange Tree
While we were in Florida, my mom and dad decided to plant an orange tree in their backyard. You may remember the last time we were down there, Harper (kind of) picked an orange off of their neighbor's tree.
Our intention is to take a picture by this tree every time we visit to track how much the kiddo and the tree are growing.
I threw in this picture just because I like it. They're buddies.
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
My Dad Got It Right


I lucked out in this department. I have a dad who got it right. He spoke blessings and affirmations into me. He protected me. He understood the power he had to point me in the right direction. He gave me a good example of how a husband should treat a wife which ultimately helped me pick out a good husband for myself.

We built snow forts together. And we went on canoe trips. And he taught me how to drive. And we went fishing on the Flagler pier. And we picked on my mom together. But most importantly, he told me that he loved me and that he was proud of me.

If you have a dad who got it right, tell him. If you have a husband who is getting it right with your kids, tell him. It's a big deal.
Like I said, I lucked out in this department. I have a good dad and I have a husband who's really getting it right with Harper.
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