Father

My father used to play with my brother and me in the yard. Mother would come out and say, "You're tearing up the grass." "We're not raising grass," Dad would reply. "We're raising boys."
~Harmon Killebrew

Russ,

You are an amazing father to our three boys--even more than I could have imagined. You play with them, wrestle with them, snuggle with them, let them help with tasks, patiently explain things to them, kiss them, take them on adventures, teach them, and even take them to work with you.

Thank you, thank you, thank you.

Love, Me.