Happy Father's Day

One night back in our dating days, Mr. Brown Eyes and I decided to go out for dinner. As was/is my wont, I ate way too much, and as we were walking to the car I pretended I was pregnant. Sticking out my belly and grabbing Mr. Brown Eyes' hand, I asked, "Can you feel it kick?"

He laughed, but at the same time his eyes lit up and his face took on that sheepish expression he gets when he's full of mushy emotion.

"It makes me really happy to think of you pregnant with our baby," he told me.

I knew then that he was going to be an amazing father someday.

I was right.

 

 

 

Happy Father's Day, my love.

 

Thank you for being the father of my children.

 

Your wife,

The Brown-Eyed Girl