Mr. Jones and Me

3 major events(birthday, anniversary, Father's Day) have come and gone this month with out me taking a brief moment to just, well, gush.
Have I ever told you how wonderful he is and not because he doesn't like video games or sitting on the couch watching hours of sporting events?
I love his heart (sigh)
It is kind, it is true, and he gave it to me 4 years ago.
4 years ago, also marks when he gave his life over to Jesus and asked Him to teach him to lead our family. He reminds me of the plants in garden, still growing, but very strong...not beaten down by storms or dried up by the hot sun.
He has led me these years quite seamlessly, though I often (almost always) neglect to tell him that. This year he has stepped into his roll as father with confidence and strength and a little bit of sweetness that I think must come from having been inundated with little girl things. I can see that out Little will have a hero and provider in him until God sends her someone who will have to fill his shoes. A task that I am sure will be nearly impossible for some young man to do.
Gushing over.
It's just, I love him..find it hard to breath with out him!
Oh wait! One other reason he's wonderful, just now, on his way up to bed, he said "cleaned up Libby's toys for you, see you up there." Cleaning up for this girl is almost as good as a present and I love presents!
He beckoned me to come up soon, so I will not gush anymore but head up to bed instead!
Sleep tight, don't let the bed bug bite.

Really, she likes this game?

See? Better.

Better still. Landed, safely in Daddy's arms.

Favorites.
He has my heart.
always.