I will have to say a couple of things about the man I married. He hates to fish. The boys love to fish. He has often said "I am not the right father for these boys." It makes me so sad because of the amount of love these boys are in with their dad. He would get up every morning and spend hours fishing with all the boys. He didn't know what bait to use or where to tell them to cast their lines but he was there. He dragged them all through the mud (which he hates almost as much as fishing) to find just the right quiet spot to catch the best fish. They caught fish. One really big fish so he is king to them.
He loves my finish product. Sometimes he does not understand how my mind works but he knows in the end it will turn out. He trusts me. He supports me. He has "turned me into somebody loved." I love this picture of him, because he is loved by me. Oh we hate each other a lot of the times and tell each other things that we don't like about each other but at the end of the day this is how I fall.
5 comments:
It sounds like he is the right dad for your boys.
Once again, beautiful photos.
Sounds like a fun trip. My kids think fishing is so fun and so does Scott. I think I am the out one out around here. Love the pics!
My kids have to wait til grandpa comes to town to take them fishing! LOVE LOVE LOVE the last pic!
I miss you Shelley!
Surreal......Awwww.
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