fathers day.

Being a good mother helps him be a good father.

I try to remind myself of this daily.  And some days I feel like I fail at it and others I feel like we are rock star parents. All I know is that I am so glad that I have married the opposite of myself (most days), so together when our stubbornness, selfishness and pride subsides, we seriously rock as parents :) 

His logicality compliments my rose colored glasses.

My OCD and over protectiveness compliments his lackadaisical and laid back attitude.

His fun and child like side compliments my cautiously playful and waiting with bandaidsfor someone to get hurt side.

My overly affectionate and loving side compliments his less smothering and more high fives side.

....yikes....he's way cooler, huh?!

Well, I guess I married up and Everett sure got lucky that we balance each other out!

Some of my most favorite moments as a parent are those moments when we are in a crowd of people--not even necessarily next to each other, but focused on Everett and the way he is entertaining those around him.  Everett will do something to capture everyone's attention and we'll both smile in adoration and then our eyes meet for a few seconds as we smile, as if to say, "Hey, we have a pretty awesome kid, huh? Yeah, and he's all ours!"

No words. No grandiose event.  Just that glance.

Here's to you Curtis on your second Fathers day!  We love as much as our hearts can hold!