Our father's day was pretty low key*:
waffles and foot rubs,
and an email to my Papi (who can be largely credited for the quirky and awesome in me)
I'm so thankful for these men:
Men who have loved their families generously;
who have invested deeply into the lives of their children.
Men like this change the world;
they start in their homes.
*well, low key for me, anyways. . . because Joshua preached this morning, and then, when we came home, he took all the kids (with the new read-aloud tucked under his arm) to our local ice cream shop. They shared a banana split while I lounged on my bed for an hour and read my book in peace.