Tag Archives: father’s day

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The other day I followed a car out of town, and on that car was a bumper sticker that said, “All men are animals. Some just make better pets.” Or something along those lines.

Now of course I didn't, but I’ve never wanted to rear-end somebody so badly. Rear-end them and see who showed up to help. See who took their statement. See who fixed their car.

It could’ve been all women, certainly. But chances are, it would’ve been some of those “better pets.”

Just the term makes me see red.

Men are not animals, and men are not pets. ...continue reading →

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I can’t exactly call him the unsung hero because (when it comes to his wife anyway) he’s been “sung” plenty of times, but he’s a hero nonetheless, and it’s almost Father’s Day. I’ve been wanting to do a “husband appreciation” post for a while now, and what better time than Father's Day weekend.

I’m always thankful for my husband. Anyone reading here knows that. But I am more thankful than maybe I’ve ever been this postpartum season.

He's stepped up after every baby is born . . . to take care of the house, and the baby, and me. This time seemed extra involved though. ...continue reading →

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If it wasn’t for Daddy, we never would go
Up in the mountains or out in the snow.
Mom doesn’t like driving or going about—
That’s why we need Daddy when we want to go out.

If it wasn’t for Daddy, we never would fly
Up in the air from his strong arms, so high.
Mama is great for so many things—
But she don’t got what it takes to give us our wings. ...continue reading →