Why Dads Rock

I wish I could show you Hubby's current Facebook profile picture. We have some strange security setting on our computer that won't let me "see" his pictures when I'm logged in as me. Trust, me, this one is a keeper. Hubby is dressed in the girls' ladybug costume, while the four of them are in various dress-up clothes, including a beret and deep red "whistle" lips.
I must, without a doubt, dedicate today's blog to Hubby. I remember soon after my girls were born a co-worker who had a baby a few months after me talked non-stop about her husband. She called him "superdad." I'm not joking. The guy changed one diaper a week and was a hero. Hey, I'm not knocking it. HE CHANGED A DIAPER. That's awesome, considering I've witnessed dads who don't know the difference between toothpaste and butt paste.
Hubby, however, changed diapers in the double digits each day, never complained and knew it was what it took to make our marriage work. I can tell you that I would not have survived the "early Quad years" without Hubby. He has changed diapers. He has cleaned up spit up... my goodness, he once had to clean up "morning sickness" on our bedroom carpet.
Hubby is a great male role model. He could care less that he has four girls... he teaches them to build forts, he tries to teach them his "sense of humor" (I put that in quotes because while the girls may find him funny, I tend to find him exasperating). He encourages them to get dirty and not worry if their hair is combed every day. (You think I'm joking? Come over here on a Saturday morning. I'll be at work and you'll be hard-pressed to find anyone with her hair combed). Hubby and I may not see eye to eye every day, but we agree on several things... we love one another and we love our daughters. So, HAPPY FATHER'S DAY to all the dads out there. Keep making your daughters realize how awesome you are.

Happy Father's Day

I've never understood why people are impressed, stunned even, when fathers have a hands-on role in raising their children. It couldn't happen any other way in our house. Sure, Hubby works 40+ hours a week, but his work is just starting when he walks through our door. There are toys to put away, meals to make, pajamas to be put on... it's not easy to come home from a long day of work and have chores to do, but with four toddlers underfoot, there's ALWAYS something to do. I wouldn't be as sane as I am without an equal partner.
With four little girls it would be easy to raise them as "girlie girls." Oh, don't get me wrong, they like pink, rainbows and dolls. But Hubby is a great male influence. They play with his old toy cars. They're not afraid to try new things (well, except when it comes to food). They want to get dirty when they play. They still shriek when they see bugs, but we'll figure that out one of these days.
Everyone makes a huge deal out of Mother's Day. Yes, we moms are extremely important... but so are dads. So make sure you take time to tell your dad and/or husband how much you appreciate him.