I remember this moment. It seems like just yesterday my kids were small enough for me to carry around… I would pull my daughter all over town in her red Radio Flyer wagon. I remember going fishing. The most fun my kids had wasn’t handling the stinky fish, but the donuts we bought to eat beforehand. I remember trick or treating; filling the kiddie pool with icy hose water for swimming; playing tea parties with my little girls. One of my fondest memories is simply of riding our bikes around the neighborhood as a family.
Today, some of my children are grown. They pay their own car insurance and work real jobs and come home for a couple weeks a year. I’m blessed today to have three out of my four babies at home, and so I’d like to wish you all a Happy Father’s Day as well.