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How Did I Get So Lucky

I feel so incredibly fortunate to have such amazing people in my life. This Father's day I not only celebrate my father (Grandpas, Father In Law, Uncles, and more), but I am happy to celebrate Andrew's first "Father's" day! He may not be a biological father, but he is a father figure and role model for all the kids we have in our home. Every year in the past I have focused my blog on my own father. I even wrote a blog "My Dad Deserves More Than One Day" - Please hop over and read it.  Because my dad is simply amazing and I think the whole world should know that.

The picture to the right is of Dad and I dancing at my wedding. The song I picked for us was" You've got a friend in me" - It seemed the perfect fit. My dad is upbeat, fun, loving, and always there for me. This is one my favorite pictures because we are both smiling and laughing (shows our true personality).  I have my Dad's personality and this pictures reminds me that. :-) I just love it!

I met Andrew in August 2012, we got engaged in December 2014, and married August 2015. We knew we wanted kids in our home. We also knew becoming parents wouldn't be an easy task. We talked about our Decision and journey through Foster Care in previous posts (HERE).

And in August 2016 we had three children join our home. We were so excited to get that call, getting licensed as a Foster Parent is a lengthy and time consuming procedure. The picture to the left is Andrew and I at Wal-Mart purchasing equipment and clothes for the kiddos! Look at the smile on his face!

Being a parent, in general, isn't an easy task. Being a NEW parent to 3 children Being a Foster Parent can be challenging, but it is worth it. We love(d) every memory we create with the kiddos we have had in our home. We currently have 1 toddler ("Shoes"- has been with us since August 2017) and he adores Andrew. We adore "Shoes" too! The way "Shoes" face lights up when Andrew gets home from work.  I'm so very thankful that I have Andrew. All of the kiddos we have in our home are and will always be lucky to have had Andrew be a part of their life. Andrew gives everything 100%, whether he is at work, serving at church, or at home playing legos or baseball with our kiddos.

Our fosterkiddo turned 3 last month! Getting to celebrate milestones with the kiddos is special for us, but can also means our kiddos are sad to not spend them with their Bio parents. So as much beauty, love, and happiness that we have shared, we have seen tears and sadness with the process too.

This Father's day will be spent at home, relaxing.

Andrew and I's path to Parenthood is always changing. Not knowing where our kids will end up or how long we have with them. But I am glad we decided to choose this path and hope to spend many more years celebrating Father's Day with kiddos in our home!

Thank you Andrew for everything you do! Happy Father's Day to all the Dad's out there!

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  1. Hope all continues to go well and that Shoe's surgery was a success. Remember to take things one day at a time. And whatever happens is in God's plan and he knows what he is doing. So enjoy life. Knowing whatever happens good or bad God is in control and he has you covered. One thing not to do though. Don't spit into the wind. Other than that go wild and do the craziest thing you can think of. See you at Princeton CF Walk

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