Happy Father’s Day Chris!

By |June 17th, 2012|Autism, Life, Parenting|0 Comments|

Today, on Father’s Day, I don’t want to go spitting rainbows out of my butt (I borrowed that from my dear friend Sam)! I mean my husband is pretty wonderful but he’s not perfect. He knows that, and if he forgets, I’m right there nagging him to do something the right way (translation = MY WAY!)

Being a Dad at our house has some unique challenges. With a 16 yr old, 12 yr old, a 5 yr old with autism and a stubborn 3 yr old it can be tricky and exhausting. What sets my husband apart from others is that although he’s not perfect, he is always ALWAYS trying so hard to be. Let me share some examples:

For Celeste’s 16th birthday Chris took her on a daddy/daughter date to The Tree Room at Sundance! It was an experience that I’m sure she will never forget. He didn’t stop there, just this last week he took her out for lunch on her day off of her new summer job. They ate sushi as he told her how special she is and how proud he is of her. Did he take away her teenage sadness, worries or questionable choices? No but he’s trying…

Then when Sydney went to camp for her first time this last week Chris volunteered to go up one night and help out so that he could have some special time with his baby girl. Let me add that Chris is NOT a camper but he would do anything for that little girl. As she ran up and hugged him with tears in her eyes when he arrived, did he ease all her past pain and heal all her future heartaches? No, but he is trying…

Bridger is the most time consuming and complicated. There are many examples here but one of my favorites:  Last month on a weekend, Chris decided he was taking both of his sons to the baseball game over at BYU. I was shocked because it is difficult for us to take Bridger out to events even when we’re double teaming him. I’m not brave enough to take both the boys very many places by myself.  I kept asking him if he was sure he wanted to do it and he didn’t give in. He HATES leaving Bridger out of father son outtings so this time, it was my 3 guys off to the ballgame. It’s impressive enough that my sons have a dad that wants to spend time with them, but taking a volatile autistic child out requires a very special Daddy. Just for the record, it went well. I was so proud of all of them. Did Chris heal Bridger’s autism or turn him into a typically developing child that day? Nope, but he’s trying…

And then there’s Noah. He is Chris’ shadow. I love seeing Noah pushing his “lawnmower” around the yard behind his Dad while he mows the lawn for real. I loved seeing Noah burst into tears when Chris left to go to Sydney’s camp. It was so sad but it also made it clear how much Noah loves his Daddy. Chris takes Noah to run errands with him every chance he gets. Does this special time together ensure that Noah will be a successful, confident, respectful young man? No, but he’s trying…

The bottom line is that if you came by our house you would hear yelling and impatience, laughing and crying, arguing and fun times. That’s us. We’re far from perfect, but I feel so very blessed that I married a man that is always trying to be the very best Dad he can be and I know for sure that he’ll never stop trying…

And let me just say to the amazing father of my children: It may be hard to believe, but in our frenzied life, I NOTICE! AND I.LOVE.YOU!!!

“And he did the best that he could, And I only hope when I have my own family, That everyday I see, A little more of my father in me.”–Keith Urban