
In any case, I have been thinking lately about how a Dad gets pretty forgotten when a baby is on the way. The Mommy is constantly asked how she is feeling, and she frequently gives her own opinion of how she is feeling (a.k.a. complaining). Baby-to-be gets lots of planning, measuring, and gifting on her behalf... and even Big Sister is worried over and receives special treatment. But Dad just sits on sidelines, expected to listen, soothe, do dishes, rub backs, change diapers, and everything else the Mommy doesn't have energy for. This is all aside from the hard work he does during the day to provide for the needs of his family.
Needless to say, Mike deserves a pat on the back. He works hard for us and comes home with a smile, always ready to play with Maddie, help around the house, work on his calling, and listen to my feelings of the day. I don't tell him enough, but I am a lucky girl. Come to think of it, we're all lucky girls, all 2.9 of us. So here are just a few things we love about him:

He is adventurous
He is zany!
(Above accomplishment occurred after spending way too much time HERE!)

(Incidentally, this was exactly one year ago, 11/11. Isn't it amazing how fast kids change?)
I could go on and on, but instead YOU help me out! What do you like about our guy?