Keepers Of The Car Keys

Dad's. Uncle's. Grandfather's. 

I've been blessed with the best - and here's some things I've noticed from watching them. 

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Dad's have the highest expectation of their child's behavior, and the largest threshold for fun. 

Dad's have huge amounts of responsibility - both self and societally imposed, and also the ability to fall asleep in any chair. 

Dad's have mastered the "here we go again" sigh, but also haul all the things, drive all the places, and clap the loudest. 

Dad's wrestle with tolddlers, and then somehow get them to lay down and go to sleep.

Dad's fight fiercely to protect and shelter, and yet somehow manage to instill confidence and strength.

Dad's work hard, often outside the home, and often in the elements of outside, and yet still find time to take a turn cooking dinner or washing the dishes. 

Dad's are gruff and manly, but also paint finger nails and sit at tea parties. 

Dad's have plenty of things to do, but make plenty of time to play catch, shoot hoops, ride bikes, and coach little league teams.

Dad's are often behind the scenes, content to support from the sidelines, and yet determined to see you in the spotlight, getting the credit they know you deserve.

Dad's are role models, motivators, and allies all wrapped into one.

Dad's are needed, and they are special.

It's a unique role that is often grown into. 

It's a role we probably don't give enough credit to.

It's a God designed role that is so, so powerful when filled correctly. 

I'm thankful for the one I have, and the ones I get to benefit from knowing. 

Happy Father's Day, dad's. You deserve it.