We suck at camping.
The last THREE trips have been disasters. Two years ago in the the fall I had the worst, worst migraine of life so Ryan packed us up at 5:00 am and I barfed the whole way home. Lat summer we went with the whole Decker family and it rained the. whole. time.
So it was cold and wet and no fire :(
Then this last weekend we got up to the spot with Ry's family, were enjoying the trip and then unbeknownst to us, Gid started getting mega sick. We thought he was just not adjusting well but after a horrible night's sleep and barely a nap, he ran hot all morning and was so unhappy and fussy. My mama instincts were BLARING so we packed up in the afternoon and got home just in time.
Just in time for his temp to spike to 103 and for him to barf all evening. Then he woke up with pink eye.
This relates to Father's Day, bare with me.
We had planned for Ryan to get to celebrate his first Father's Day up in the mountains (his favorite) with some of his favorite people (his family) eating delicious camping food.
Instead we were home with a poor sick little one.
So we spent Father's Day helping Gid get better but we did try to rejuvenate the day with a fancy dinner.
We grilled NY strip, shrimp, garlic bread, and had a big colorful salad. I served it with our favorite red wine and we had these vintage-y ice cream sandwiches for dessert. We ate on the back porch while music played and we enjoyed the heat, the family time, and the simple celebration of the most amazing man.
This whole disaster pretty much exemplifies why Ryan is the best daddy. In the midst of a weekend that should have been about him, he was instead serving and loving his family.
Packing up and leaving a trip early because it's better for his son.
Leading his family to get home to safety because he is a wise, strong leader.
Being gentle and kind to his sick son and exhausted wife.
Ryan is so wonderful because when he could have been disappointed and sulky, instead he was soaking up the gifts that Jesus has put in his life and absolutely overflowing with thankfulness! He told me as we ate dinner that there is nowhere else in the world that he would rather be than here with his family.
I am so inspired by Ryan's parenting skills and especially how he thrives at being a father. He is so open, honest, loyal, caring, encouraging, humble, Jesus-seeking, and kind. He wouldn't say he's a perfect dad but I would say he's as close as it gets.
Happy Father's Day to the most wonderful dad to Gideon who loves his family entirely and binds us together with leadership and love.