A Belated Father's Day Post

I didn't get a chance to write this post Sunday since we were out and about for a good portion of the day, and all attempts yesterday went out the window when Grayson decided to have one of those days where he wanted nothing in the world but to be held. But I don't want to let Arsen's first Father's Day go by without giving him the recognition he deserves.

Grayson doesn't seem too thrilled about Father's Day, but he was, promise.

I have been blessed with an amazingly helpful, kind, thoughtful and supportive husband who has turned into a fabulous Daddy in just a few short weeks. From the moment Grayson came into our lives Arsen has surpassed any and all expectations I had for what kind of a father he would be. He is more than willing to wake up in the middle of the night to help with diaper changes and swaddling, he has relieved me from a screaming baby more than any man probably would hope to, and he has got the fun baby talk thing down to an art. Only once in almost two months has he gotten slightly nauseas from a dirty diaper, and he has even dealt with being pooped on a couple of times with surprisingly little complaining. I'm pretty sure he's a keeper.

So Happy First Father's Day babe. I'm so glad that taking a chance on the insanely crazy guy with the faux-hawk and impressive dance skills that I met all those years ago paid off. It was a gamble, but I have to say I truly feel like I am the luckiest girl alive to call you mine, and Grayson is going to be one fortunate little guy to have you as an example for what a man should be. We love and adore you, and I hope you know how much you are appreciated.