Let me tell you about my husband Thom. We’ve been married for thirty years, and he was the catch of a lifetime.
He was a kindergarten teacher, and courted me by reading his favorite picture books to me. I should have known he was destined to become a librarian, but I always knew he would be a good Daddy.
First to one…
…and then two.
Nothing could faze him–not even a Universal Bad Hair Day.
And he had tough shoes to fill.
I had a daunting checklist. The father of my children had to be intelligent (check), compassionate (check), responsible (check), a man of integrity (check) and possessed of patience, LOTS of patience (CHECK!). In fact, my mother always said it would take someone with the patience of kindergarten teacher to manage me, not to mention the children. But most of all, he couldn’t be afraid to get his feet wet.
Or to dress up and play pretend.
Or to know when to relax and put up his feet.
He has clearly been a good influence on the children.
He taught them everything he knows.
He helped introduce them to that wide world out there.
And all its wonders.
…to (New) Zealand.
With good humor…
Someone ought to raise a statue in his honor.
But I know he’ll settle for chocolate…
Happy Father’s Day, Thom! Thanks for EVERYTHING!
All words and images Copyright 2013 Naomi Baltuck