He lets me take his picture against a laundry heap backdrop. Also, earlier this week during National Night Out, he didn’t mind all the commotion coming from the bounce house.
Even though he’s lost a ton of weight and generally eats great, he doesn’t mind chowing a hotdog when the situation is right.
His daughter doesn’t either.
He encourages his children to do things in their own way and not necessarily follow the rules of the game.
He is involved in his community.
He encourages his children’s creative inclinations.
He looks a lot like his very handsome uncle.
He doesn’t blink when the facepainting lady goes a little overboard and paints both cheeks and a lower arm.
On the first day of rec league soccer practice, he brings lots of snacks.
He is a big reason why our feisty daughter seems to be a proud leader of this boy pack.
When our prize fighter comes in for an adjustment and a drink, he’s there waiting.
He is raising his son to be a perfect gentleman, always in search of a flower for mom.
He’s passed along his passion for football, as Thea is front and center when the class meets a local football coach.
He’s also passed along his passion for water sports.
And he seems to have passed along some mild skepticism for making footprint crafts (much to my chagrin).
He’s so cool, he’s already hooked his kids on Star Wars.
Just before his 42nd birthday, he decided to run his first timed 5K and shrugged out 11-minute-miles, no problem.
He’s earned the love of some really fantastic friends like Stacy, who thinks nothing of entertaining our wild children from 7 a.m. to noon on a race day.
He’s trained our children to see sweets as treats they shouldn’t have often, and to think carefully and debate intensely which piece of candy to eat next.
He has earned the love of two little ones who want to bring home all the cakes for their daddy’s birthday.
They even argue about who gets to put Daddy’s treats in their grocery cart.
Again, he has encouraged Thea to be herself.
He’s provided his ingenuity as Thea knows to clip a balloon safely to her shirt, and Finn knows instinctively how to carry his giant puppy dog one.
He still smiles generously at the early morning birthday commotion.
And he never holds back on the hugs.
Perhaps most importantly in the birthday department, he shares his chance at the candle-blowing birthday wish.
Happy birthday, Jason! We love you always!