World's Best Dads

(Hee hee, I love my dad with a beard! And look at that cute baby version of me in the stroller...lol!)

I just have to take this moment to take the time to say how much I love my dad. He has been there for me my whole life and I am so grateful that I have been blessed to be his daughter. This weekend I have had my testimony of fathers strengthened in witnessing the love of a father for his child. It started last night when my dad was willing to come over at midnight to help give Jonathan a blessing and then to sleep on our couch while we took Jonathan to the hospital so that Adrian could stay asleep in bed. My dad has always been willing and able to bless his family when needed. Dad you are awesome! Thank you for all that you have done for me and that you continue to do for me!!

On par with my dad is the other dad in my life: my dear sweet husband. I like to say that I was lucky enough to have a preview of the type of father he is before I married him so I knew what I was getting! It turns out he is a better father than I originally thought:) I am amazed everyday by the amount of love that he has for his children and his desire to teach them and care for them. Even more than that, I am baffled by his willingness to put up with all my craziness and to support me as his wife and the mother of his children. I hope he had a nice father's day since it started out on the road to the hospital. Although it turned out to be somewhat of a wasted trip he didn't say "I told you so" when he could have! Jonathan had been fussing, coughing, runny nose and not sleeping well for several days and then Friday night his fever started. Saturday was the longest day of my life with a feverish baby glued to my side. He wasn't eating well at all and then what I finally got him to eat he projectile vomited all over me:( Poor baby. Nothing seemed to be helping the fever come down and since it kept getting higher I wanted to take him in. Andrew didn't even bat an eye and we were off. After lots of poking and prodding to take the rectal temps and get urine samples the end dx was a probable viral infection and a hypochondriac for a mother. (The second dx is my own!) The doctor and nurses were so nice and helpful...I just wish more could have been done to help Jonathan feel better. We didn't get home until 4 a.m. when my dad was able to go home (again-THANK YOU!) and we got a few hours sleep before Andrew had to be at his 7 a.m. church meeting and we had to be ready for 9 a.m. church. (I know we totally could have stayed home, but we really felt like we needed to be there and to fulfill our callings today. I am so glad we went. I needed the spiritual boost!) Poor Andrew didn't get his breakfast in bed as I had originally planned, but I made up for it with French toast for lunch-yum! Andrew never even complained once throughout all of this and he didn't even get breakfast or a nap! Even now he is trying to sleep so he can get up at 3 a.m. to go to work. This week is the beginning of school for him so big changes ahead. Thank you Andrew for being the wonderful husband and father that you are. You are more amazing than I could ever have dreamed of!
***Jonathan has still had a fever all of today, not quite as high, but hovering around 101. My mom thinks it may be roseola so I am on the lookout for a rash...I am just hoping to get some sleep tonight before work tomorrow!***