Micah

Today is Micah's birthday. Maybe this is cheesy, but I don't care. I love this man.

While I was in labor, he made funny faces like this and let me take his picture.

This was the first time Micah held Lydia.

Every night before we left her, he put his hand through the isolette door and prayed for her.

Typical dad, harassing the baby.

This is one of my very favorite pictures. Lydia resting peacefully in the arms of her papa, who loves her and provides for her.

Not just any man could have been Lydia's father. God knew before you were born that your life and experiences would make you into the perfect man to be her father. I can't imagine walking through this time without you. You make every day better and every day you make me proud to be your wife.

Happy birthday.