I'm up early this morning (as I usually am).
I noticed the light coming from beneath the door of my bedroom, meaning Brad is awake too. Then, I see my Emma sleepily walk to our bedroom door, open it and walk in to him.
I love that she has no hesitation. She knows she can approach her daddy and he is available to her. He is a good daddy.
She comes out of the bedroom and tells me he's going to teach her how to play chess. This morning. While it's still dark outside. Before she has her first chess club meeting at school today.
He is there for her. Her strong daddy who knows everything and can do anything (we'll enjoy this while she still think it *wink*). There aren't many things that warm my heart more than watching the man I love love our children.
I found this on pinterest this morning.
I read it through teary eyes.
Good reminders and sweet thoughts.
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