There are few things more precious than listening to your husband in the other room read bedtime stories to the children and sing to them before they go to bed. Last night it was two book; one about sharing and the other was Jesus Loves the Little Children. Hubby went the extra mile, singing each page.
Moments like these warm my heart. Not only am I with the man I fell in love with 12 years ago, I'm with a man who is an amazing Daddy for my kids. He cares. He's involved. He works hard and makes lasting impressions in their hearts. My son will grow up, wanting to be just like him. My daughter will grow up expecting her future husband to be just as hard working and devoted. That's when I know we're doing well. We're not perfect, but we're doing our best and giving our children our best as well.
Life is hard and kids make it harder. But I'm so thankful for the family I have and the blessings God has given us. I'm thankful for parents who taught us our values and standards. I'm thankful for God's patience as he continues to mold us into the individuals He knows we can be. I'm thankful for moments I hide deep in my heart so I may never forget.
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