Fathers Day

Fathers Day does not bother me nearly as much as Mothers Day I've learned. I'm not sure how it effects Shawn. If it does bother him, he's very good at keeping it to himself. I felt yesterday like I needed to wish him a Happy Fathers Day just as much as I needed to wish the other men in our lives a happy day. I did so as we drove back from my parents last night. He looked at me for a second then said something to the effect of Thanks we've got two cute kids at home. Then went on his normal rant about the little things that get under his skin about them. If you didn't already know we have two dogs who we tend to treat like our children, and who also act like they are human. I just thought this was a cute little reply, I wholly expected him to look at me like I'm crazy and ask me what I had been smoking since we don't actually have kids yet. It was just one nice little moment with him that reminded me that he's a pretty awesome guy that I am very lucky to be spending my life with.