This time next year …
It is early on the morning of Father’s Day. Darling Husband is still sleeping.
I can’t help but wonder if next year, I will be making breakfast in bed for a brand-new Daddy …
… Mashing our baby’s fat little hand into some finger paint, and pressing it onto a construction-paper card …
… Buying him some power tool he has mentioned — this week, it was a sandy-grindy-dealio, so it’s too bad we can’t celebrate Father’s Day just yet …
… Sending him off for golf with the guys, while our baby watches me prepare (or order) a special Father’s Day dinner …
… Finding little ways to let Darling Husband know that he is an incredible father, year-round.
Because he will be. I know it.
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This is so sweet! I was thinking some of the same thoughts myself yesterday. 😀
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It could be our turn next year … 🙂
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