My husband, and the father of my son... we have been given an amazing blessing. As your son has grown, he has become so fascinated with you. He loves your voice, he loves your laugh, he loves when you simply look at him. I have never seen a kid light up so much as when you sing Dr. Worm just for his amusement.
I always knew you would be an amazing dad, but to see you in action just moves my heart to new heights. You're a different man than you were before we had him. I can't put my finger on it, but it's a good kind of different.
We celebrated your first Father's Day with you today. I'm not quite sure how you felt about "being a father" or "celebrating as a father" ... but as you touched Gavin's head so softly during the church service where he was dedicated, I saw how much you loved our child. One simple gesture spoke volumes.
You're going to be Gavin's hero, even if you keep your cape tucked inside your shirt. I see so many days ahead of Gavin squealing from the back of our house "daaaaaaddyyyyyyy!!!" as he slams himself into your legs for a big hug. I see wrestling matches, games of catch, and building forts. I see Gavin learning so many things from you. I see him growing into a fine man; a man who will exemplify the incredible values and morals you will help instill in him.
And Matt? He couldn't learn it from a better man.
I love you.
Happy Father's Day, and may many more follow.
Love,
Candy
