Nice Dad a.k.a. PhilBillPaul

He has always been a nice dad.

Since he’s not my dad, I didn’t get him a Father’s Day present. Or a card.

Nice Dad always gets me something nice for Mother’s Day. Even though I’m not his mother.

You would think I would reciprocate by getting him something nice.

I’m pretty sure I have in years past. I just forgot this year.

So here’s my attempt to make up for my thoughtlessness.

Lucky for me I have this blog. 🙂

Here’s a photo tribute to what a Nice Dad he is…

I love to look back at the pictures and see how
he lit up being a dad, starting with The Grunter.

He didn’t even seem to mind when I dressed
my two handsome guys alike in pink shirts.

It only took him about eight weeks after the twin girls were born…
and a strong threat that he might find himself living in his car…
to jump in and actively participate in parenting two more babies.

Side note: We never call parenting “babysitting.”
BIG issue for me when moms say dad is “babysitting.”
As if I was babysitting while he was working? UGH!

He actually rose to the challenge and put many of the
other dads to shame taking care of his children while my home business grew and he always recognized that I needed time to myself.

That 4th baby just made his heart grow bigger.

Side note: Did anyone notice that in addition to being N-I-C-E,
he doesn’t take a bad picture?

Some day I know our kids will look back and realize what an amazing and involved Nice Dad that they had!

Until then, he’ll just have to take my word for it…

Each day of our lives we make deposits in the memory banks of our children. –Charles Swindoll

Take a moment to leave a comment and share a great memory about your own dad or the dad of your kids.

I hope you all had a wonderful weekend celebrating the fathers in your family. For those of you whose fathers have passed away, I know you fully understand when I say that I miss my dad every day and not just on Father’s Day.