One has been my hero since I was a baby. The other one entered my life when I was 18 and has been my best friend and companion ever since. The third one is my own baby and my firstborn son.
I love these three more than life itself. I've always had strong female role models in my family, but the often unsung heroes are the men I've been blessed with.
Last couple of days they have been hard at work around my house. They even planted a vegetable garden for me. They barely took any breaks and worked until exhaustion.
Jack, following his grandpa.
Jack was helping, too, of course. He is such a boy - curious, imaginative, strong, brave, and not afraid to get dirty. He had so much fun with the wheelbarrow.
Enjoying the sunshine. :)
End of day. Exhausted, sweaty, and dirty.
And thirsty, of course.
Happy Fathers Day to my nurturing, caring father and my husband, who is turning into a wonderful father to our son himself. I love you so much! Jack and I are lucky to have you in our lives.