Their Daddy

My husband is such a good daddy. He loves his boys so much. He loves playing with them and they love playing with him. Ca always smiles BIG for his daddy. Dh will change diapers, let me leave them alone with him (usually, I'll take one of them), feed the baby, he's amazing. The other night, he was dreaming about playing with them. Every once in a while, he'll talk in his sleep. Besides that fact that it wakes me, I like it, b/c it gives me insight to what he's dreaming about. In the morning, I can never remember exactly what he said, but it's still funny to me. He must have been tickling them in his dream cuz he said, "I'm gonna get you," in a definite playing with kids kind of voice. He prays over them, speaks words of encouragement, calls them "mighty men of valour," reads Z's Bible to him. He's a good daddy and I am so thankful for him.
Thank you, Lord, for giving me such an awesome husband. I know that these boys lives will be different because of it. They get to see a little of you in him everyday. They'll understand your love as the Father because of the love they get from their own daddy. They'll learn how to be good husbands and good fathers to their own children. They'll have the confidence they need to accomplish anything b/c of the encouragement they get from him. For this, I am so grateful.