On Sunday, my mom commented to Pete that he was a good dad. I tend to agree. I think he's a pretty good husband too. I hope I remember to tell him that enough.
To my dear husband Petar,
Thank you for taking care of our children. Thank you for helping to get the kids ready every morning so I can have time to go to the gym. Thank you for helping at night, changing diapers and feeding Jon. Thank you for meeting us at ballet just to watch Lydia at the end of her class, doing the dance she just learned. Thank you for the night time routine you created with Lydia-- reading her 2 books and then telling her the story you make up each night. Thank you for playing tag and hide-and-go-seek with Lydia. You are creating memories for her. Thank you for knowing me well enough to step in and help (without asking) when I've had a hard day. Thank you for going to church with us every Sunday. Thank you for night time prayers and mealtime grace. Thank you for helping me clean the house each week. Thank you for helping out with dinner on the nights I am too tired to pull something together. Thank you for all the special memories we create on our weekend family outings. Thank you for making me feel loved and safe. Thank you for the beautiful home that we have created together. Thank you for being a wonderful husband and a fantastic dad. I feel lucky to have met you. You make my life better and I love sharing it with you.