Meet the man in our lives.

Dicky and I have known each other since the 7th grade.  He jokes that he knew who I was in the 6th grade and I didn’t have a clue who he was until the 7th grade.

But in my defense, I was the new girl mid-6th grade year. I was still getting to know everyone. 

We were friends for years. Our church youth groups did things together and we were at the same school. 

I remember the day very clearly though when we were getting off of a school bus. We were in a class together called P.A.L.S. We rode the bus to a local elementary school and mentored students. I remember thinking to myself one day “I want to marry someone like him one day.”

Little did I know my dreams (and lots of prayers from my parents) would come true.

When I told my parents that I thought he was the one, my mom told me that she’d known that long before I did. “Your dad and I have been praying for him since before you were born.”

He is so wonderful and the poor guy is in a house FULL of girls and loves us all so well. 

This picture was taken at 10:00 p.m. a few nights ago. Or maybe a few weeks ago? I don’t even know what day it is. Ha. 

But I took this picture (against his will) because I want to always remember the things I see in this picture.

He got home from work at 7:15, helped me bathe the girls and tuck them all in, then he went to go put lights on the front of our house. All because Maggie politely asked if we were going to have lights outside this year. He knew that was one way to show the girls love and he knew helping get the girls in bed was one way he could show me love. All of this after serving and loving others at the hospital all day. 

We love you, Mr. Man! That’s what we call him now, thanks to our sweet little friend, Everlee. 🙂 

Joyfully Restored