Site Title

Dear Derek:

Where did I ever find you?  That's what people are asking me…Where did you find him?  

I thought you found me, but that's a topic for another post.

But wherever you came from (Krypton, perhaps?) I'm grateful.  You have more energy than anyone I know. You are eager to serve, lift, help, and love. You are an amazing dad to our boys, and are so good at making memories and teaching them.  

While I was away for a week, you managed to complete the following:

 - a trip with the boys to the family farm, where you installed a new fridge and a new door, you fished a lot, shot the bb gun and fished some more; you also jumped the car battery

– you got Jacob to 4 (4!) football practices on-time (even when driving 5 hours from the farm)

– you began work on the putting green which involved hauling dirt and rocks (even at 11 pm illuminating your wheelbarrow with a headlamp)

– you installed a ceiling fan for the piano teacher

– you got the boys to 3 different piano lessons

– you invited friends over for a pool party and fed them dinner

– you did laundry

– you took the boys to a Cub Scout party, the dentist, the doctor and Young Men's

– you fed, clothed and bathed (I think) the children

– and you managed to do it all while still being happy for me that I was enjoying myself.

I don't know where I found you, but I'd look for you all over again if I had to.  

M.