My sister and her 2.9 kids (she is due with her third on July 11th) moved in with us for a while and my good husband has taken them in with open arms. I have really enjoyed watching him interact with the kids. It has truly brought out the best in him and he has stepped up to the task without complaint. He gets up at 5:30 AM with Jake, cooks him cream of wheat and takes the dog for a run. He bathes the kids, brushes teeth, reads stories, and occasionally even changes a diaper. He helped my sister buy a new car, is handling the remodel, working full time, helping with household chores, cooking dinner and serving at church. Oh, and taking care of the dog, too.
It was a little bitter sweet for him on father's day, having 2 kids with us at church but realizing that they're not really our kids. It's been a little difficult for me, too. I was thinking about this in the shower the other day (a good place to think) and the thought came to me: all children are God's children. They belong to Him first and He asks us to take care of them, whether or not we bore them. My good husband has really taken this to heart. You would never know these weren't his children because he treats them like he would his own while still respecting my sister and the children's father. He not only will be a good father when we are blessed with children of our own, but is a good father figure now and will only get better. I am lucky to have him. Thanks for all you do sweetie.