our flip flop superman

growing up, it seemed that dad was always too busy. He was always working. When he did take us out it was for ice cream. I remember he could down 3 or 4 before we left dairy queen. I remember how excited we'd get just pulling into their parking lot.

Now I am married to a great guy and his work allows for us to spend time with him. My daughters usually get their way with having him take them to the park, mc donald's or the kids museum. On one particular day all we had time to do was to go for walk with them. It was a warm day and the sun was beginning to set. My husband had on shorts and slippers. We were heading home and Kale and Zerin were walking between us. I could see our house not far off when I hear this dog growling. My heart starts to pound as my eyes are going crazy searching for the source. To my left was where the god was standing, no leash, and he was ready to charge. He was on my husbands side. Immediately i pick up my younger one who was probably 4 or 5 yrs old at that time. I thought he was going to pick up kale when the dog came running. Instead he kicks it in the side and the dog runs back to where he came from. I can still picture his flip flop lol. I was so relieved. My heart was still trying to calm as we got home.

I am sure as a child i was aware of all my dad did for me. Just as on this afternoon I am not sure that my kids understood what there dad had just done for them. i am thankful for our dads.....our heroes :)