Real life from the crack of dawn....
Sunday, June 17, 2007
The Measure of a Man
I have always known I was going to be a mommy.
I have loved children since I was tiny myself. On my thirteenth birthday, I marched into the church nursery and demanded a job watching the children on Sundays. I did this until I went to college.
I also babysat in high school, during college and even post college.
The "babies" I watched are now grown in college, completed college or even married although none have children of their own yet.
So, long story short, I never had any doubt that the man I would one day marry would have to love kids, genuinely, from the heart.
Rob and I started dating when I was only 19 years old. At the time, I was volunteering very often at the Susan Gray Lab school at Vanderbilt University. (my degree is in Special Education.) Rob would sometimes accompany me.
Unbeknownst to him, I would sneak off.
I would tell him I had to go to the bathroom and then, after I left the classroom, I would walk around to the observation booth and watch him through the two way mirror.
He couldn't see me but I could see him.
I would watch to see how he interacted with the birth to three year old special needs kids in that classroom when I wasn't there.
If he looked bored or disinterested in them when I was not in the room, then he was not going to be the man for me.
Instead what I saw was a loving, tender and caring man.
This same man loves our children with a full and giving heart, with kindness and such warmth and pride. He tells them he loves them EVERY SINGLE DAY. He is affectionate, he is fun.
They will never know how lucky they were to grow up in a house with a man like their dad.
But I do.
Happy Father's Day to Rob and all you other dads out there who love your kids and teach them how to be fantastic, loving people.