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Watching My Husband Love Our Kids
If I could write a letter to my kids, to my kids years from now… if I could bottle up the “now” and capture our life, I would want to freeze time and years later “play back” my husband, Chris, loving our kids.
Every morning he takes Ainsleigh, our middle child, out on the back porch to lay in the hammock. They spend 30 minutes together- daddy and Ains. She drinks her milk as he strokes her blond locks. Often times I peek out and I see the way he is looking at her. I want to freeze it. I want to capture it and stuff it away for her to see years later.
He takes Aiden, our oldest, on “guy dates” where they go togther and do boyish things. Chris pursues our kids. He makes each of them, as individiuals, feel important. Cherished. Loved. Special.
I hear him talking to Apple and playing the guitar to her. Writing silly songs about her.
Watching my husband love our kids is one of the most beautiful things in the world. In those moments, I want to be a better wife and better mother. He makes me want to be the best that I could be.
If I was to write a letter to my kids, my kids 20 years from now- I would tell them that their daddy adores them. That he tears up talking about them and that late at night he stands over their sleeping bodies and he looks at each of them in awe.