More specifically to my hubby, he has been such a fantastic father to L. I love to watch him play and teach L all kinds of things. He loves to take him out on days I have to work just so they can stroll Home Depot or go to the park. He loves rough housing with him and teaching him all kinds of dangerous boy things like throwing yourself off the couch into daddy's arms.
He's always so concerned about his health and safety when he was a little baby he was afraid to let him play with the alphabet links on his play mat because he was afraid his arms would get stuck in them (which would be completely impossible) Its so sweet to see how upset he gets when L hits his head or falls over.
He loves to take the boy shopping. Im pretty sure he wouldn't have half the style he has if it weren't for his daddy and his love for buying him "look alike" clothes.
It warms my heart to see them together and I can't wait for the years to come as L gets older and involved in sports and things that the hubby is passionate about, and seeing him pass on that passion to his son. He has far surpassed my expectations and the father I imagined he's be!!