PS. This is a draft from almost 2 months ago that I just found…..enjoy 🙂

Our house is usually only quiet for about 6 hours a day. Emerson goes to bed between 7 and 8 PM and gets up around 6 PM (unless we are lucky OR unlucky). My lovely wife is not a morning person or a night person, especially during pregnancy. I really think she’d be ok getting up at 9 AM every day and going to bed at 8 PM. But she would fill those 11 hours.

Now myself..if I could, I would never sleep (this drives Becky crazy). I get these mini insomnia episodes every few months – they used to happen more frequently – where I get up at 4:30 in the morning and am just READY TO GO. Like that “Honey Do” list or whatever crazy idea I have in my head just motivates my brain and body in a way that energizes me. It normally lasts for a week to 10 days and it’s kinda what I imagine crack or a large amount of Starbucks would do to you. The thing is….I never crash. It passes eventually but I go back to my (in bed at midnight and up by 6:30 self).

All that to say…the house is full of energy and our schedule is constantly changing. Becky or I take Emerson to daycare in the morning (duh). Well, we don’t have set days. Sometimes Becky has an early meeting or E is just sleeping so sweet that we don’t want to wake her up.

This morning, E slept in about 10 extra minutes but we still got her ready in time for Becky to take her (miraculously). Becky and I (ALMOST) always kiss out of her driver side window after we’ve got E all buckled in.

Well on to the heart of the story…today I kissed Becky and Emerson said “I want kiss”.

Love-

B

I may have said this last year but that was 365 long days ago. Father’s Day to me is a celebration of my daughter, of the wonderful gift of live that she is and the wonderfulness that she has brought to my life. To the friendships she has made stronger and the family who have made much more frequent visits to Nashville. I am just lucky that God decided that I got to be her Dad.

Becky has made a theme out of getting me something “super” related for each of these last 3 Father’s Days. This year was a wall print mentioning how I am E’s superhero. One year, it was a Superman shirt that replaced “Man” with “Dad”. Being a Dad is not easy work…but it’s pretty natural for me. I have loved her from the first second I heard her cry (and a few months even before that) and I love her every night before and after she goes to sleep. That’s not to say it doesn’t make me want to pull my hair out when she ignores my request for the 50th time or she insists on jumping on the furniture. If someone, anyone, thinks that I am “super” in any fashion as a parent, I guess that’s good enough for me. It’s as simple as this – I love and I am loved.

As for the day itself, our church had a food truck event and I got some free Chicago italian beef (after a great sermon) We went to a little carnival at the mall and rode merry go-rounds and cars. Lastly, we checked out a new bbq chicken place in town and they even had Koolaid in mason jars. Awesome find!

It seems like the wait for Baby #2 has been going on forever. We can finally say that next month, July 2016, our son will be here. (Well, I guess there’s a chance it could be June but let’s hope not :)).

Family of Four

Dad of Two

Mom of Two

Big Sister

It’s just right around the corner! XOXO

Another fun morning at the Williams house. It really is the little stuff that gets you sometimes.

This morning E was brushing her teeth and reached for the toothpaste and said “more”. Very clearly. Now, she’s been saying “mo” or maybe even “mor” for months now but this was a very clear and defined “More”. Her vocabulary is exploding and I’m loving the word definition and usage. She’s up to some 4 word sentences. I can’t imagine what it’s going to be like in 6 months but for now I’ll just enjoy this fun little phase.

Today I tried to sleep in a few extra minutes…well I knew I would really just lay in bed and rest. Well, Becky gets Emerson out of her crib and she runs to my side of the bed, crawls up and plops herself up on my chest and stares into my face. She says “hi Daddy” in a voice that I can only compare to an angel. She was just so sweet and perfect and just wanted to say good morning to me…even though she had seen me just a few hours earlier when she woke up in the middle of the night.

I love this kid…and these crazy silly mornings.

I’ve had this thought in my head recently and it just keeps coming back. I love Emerson just because she IS. Because she exists. Because she was created. Because she’s here with us in the world. It’s not for anything that she does or doesn’t do. I love this kid just because she is LIFE.

There’s something fascinating about seeing the world through a kid’s eyes. Every morning on the way to daycare, we pass by a field with cows and horses in it. For the past few months as E’s vocabulary and language have exploded, she almost always yells out “moooo” or “nay nay”. Today, I took real notice of it and just wanted to pull over to the side of the road and let her enjoy it.

Sometimes us adults get so busy and look at where we are going that we don’t appreciate where we are. I am really, really bad at this myself sometimes. It’s so funny how we go to zoos and farms as kids, stop going in our teen years and early adulthood but return when we have kids of our own.

So today, take a little time out of your day and smell the roses…or at least take out your earphones to listen to the world.

We had Emerson’s birthday party a week after her actual birthday since she was a flower girl at a wedding for a good friend of ours on her actual birthday. We hope everyone who was there had a great time – sorry that we had brain farts and forgot to give out all of the favor bags.

We had guests from as far away as Atlanta and Memphis to celebrate our little Minion. Can’t believe we are already closer to her being 25 months old than 24.

Love you all and thanks for loving our little family.

It’s still weird to say that e is 2. Finally 2. We went from 18 months to 20 months and now we can drop the ‘almost’.

Thanks for making me a daddy and giving me the best 730 days, 104 weeks or 2 years of my life. You are spunky, sweet, creative, curious, reckless and smart beyond words. I love you little girl!

We are going to celebrate you like crazy this weekend!!!