Super Dad

Dear Drew,

I'm writing this on the blog so the whole world (or the 10 members of our extended family and the handful of friends that actually read The Elser 411) can see what a lucky girl I am.  And to provide you some testimony the next time we have an argument and you need a little ground to stand on.  (Just kidding about that last part.)

Okay, okay....I'll be serious.

I've said thank you, but I don't know if I've really thanked you (think G rated, honey...our parents and grandparents read this and I know where your mind is going) for being such an amazing husband and father.  You were a single dad for 9 days and you kept everything at home running perfectly smoothly.  In fact, despite my extreme anal retentiveness, I left you with no more than a list of suggested meals and a lasagna in the freezer.  You didn't need anything else - you already know the routine.

What's even more impressive is that I not only arrived home to a happy and healthy couple of boys, but also a refrigerator with food inside, a clean house and not a load of laundry needing washed.

I'm not sure the same would have been true had I been the one home alone all those days.

So, thank you.  Thank you for being my partner in life, marriage and parenting.  Thank you for being the hands-on dad that you are.  There is nothing sexier.  And thank you for loving Jack & I the way you do.

We love you, too.

And because I can't get all sappy in public like this without embarrassing you just a little bit, I will close with this picture of Super Dad in all his glory.  (Told you it would make the blog someday!)

Love you, babe.