... the man who said he would never have more than two kids, if by chance he did get married. (He had ten kids anyway!)
... the man who never knew what it meant to be Catholic. (He does now!)
... the man who thrives on order and calm. (He gave that up after child #3!)
... the man who hates needles and blood. (He's been with me through every labor and delivery holding my hand and supporting me!)
... the man who never liked dealing with females and all their emotions. (He now has one wife and six daughters!)
...the man who hates leftovers. (Leftovers reign in our house!)
...the man who loves his privacy. (Privacy, what's that?)
... the man who told the car salesman off when he asked if we were Catholic when we bought our 12 passenger van. (He's not Catholic, but I am!)
...the man who loves his own bed, with me, of course. (He has shared it with multiple children for 24 years and is still sharing it with our two year old!)
... the man who was the butt of colleagues jokes when he announced the upcoming birth of baby #9. (He put them in their place.)
... the man who has given his entire self to me and our children.
I love you Chuck! Happy Father's Day!