I love being a Dad.
Always have...always will.
I've often said that being a father is the most difficult...yet rewarding job that I'll ever have. It's a job that I can't...and won't...fail at.
My wife and I have been blessed with 4 amazing kids. I hope to never lose sight of that. They are great kids. They get on my nerves at times (i'm sure I get on theirs too) but I wouldn't trade them for the world.
Last Friday, I visited my daughter, Skyler, at school for an event called Doughnuts with Dads. It was my second time participating. They invited the fathers of the students to come a visit their children and spend an hour at the school. We visited the classroom. When I first walked in and sat down, I saw this. The kids recited it to us...
Then we did some painting.
Skyler also gave me this. It put a HUGE smile on my face
As we sat and talked, I realized that all of the kids did not have a father or father figure. One kid was sitting at our table. He told me that his "Pop" was 60 and he couldn't come because he had to go to the doctor. I assumed that his "Pop" was his grandfather. Being around those kids made me realize something that I don't often think of...the male figures in the life of a child. There were about 5 kids who didn't have anybody there. While that doesn't mean that they don't have fathers or father figures, they weren't made to feel inadequate. Almost all of the other men made an effort to interact with the kids who didn't have a father there.
It's important that we...as men...are there for the kids. I really enjoyed being there with Skyler. That's my heart!!!
