Happy Father's Day...

I just wanted to take a little time today and wish Pat a Happy Father's Day.
Last year, he had plans to take Savannah to Virginia Beach and celebrate the day with his Dad while I partied it up to Tim McGraw. But then my Daddy died and he ended up greeting the holiday on a southbound Amtrak train to Georgia.
In the last 12 months, we've add our precious Julius and adjusted to life in the house with two little ones. I won't say it's always been easy, but we've made it through and have come out on the other side.
Pat is a wonderful Husband and Daddy. Savannah lights up when her Daddy walks in the door at the end of his night (yes, she's still up most of the time) and Julius grins when Daddy catches his attention.
I love him more today than I did when we married and feel like I won the Husband Lottery when watching the three of them together.
So Happy Father's Day Hubby... thanks for all you do to take care of our little family.
I love ys!