With Father's Day coming up I am thinking of you, and how I have watched you become a father. You work so hard at making time for each one of our girls. I love that you spend time with them talking, reading, laughing, playing wii, playing gladiators, taking them fishing . . . They adore you and look to you for assurance that they are special, beautiful, smart, talented . . . and I see you encouraging them and boosting their self esteem. You are always positive with them; always loving and tender. Every night, since they were born, you are the one who tucks them in one last time before heading to bed yourself. Careful and quiet you rearrange bedding, replace missing pillows, tuck in an arm, and then kiss them one more time. I listen to you calm teary tantrums and help our "drama queens" find a balance and a safe place when the "world is ending." You are their hero. I love you dearly. Thanks for being the man in our lives.