Monday, June 19, 2017

Fathers Day 2017

We spent Fathers Day at a small town arena with a bunch of Colorado Mounted Rangers. 

We ate BBQ under a canopy of pine trees. We took the long way home, down a bunch of dusty dirt roads, listening to The Cowboy's favorite Country station. 

Driving through the middle of nowhere, the Charmer declared from the back seat, "EVERYONE, I lost a tooth!" 

The littlest one was hot and fussy. 

When the oldest boy shook the Captain's hand, I couldn't help but think about how he looked like such a man. 

I haven't written about it much here in this space, but my man is a Colorado Ranger and today 21 Rangers completed the training necessary to become Mounted Rangers (Rangers on horseback). Our family went to support and celebrate their accomplishments. 

I don't understand a ton about all the details of being a Ranger. On the drive home, I asked my Joey about the different ranks and about some of the  Lieutenants, Captains, and Colonels we had met at the BBQ. Getting straight who's who, can be confusing to me. But I was so grateful to have met some of the kind folks that my Joey spends a lot of his time with. 

 The Cowboy is not a man of many words, but his life is an example of quiet strength, solid faith, and selfless love. He's not perfect, but he's perfectly mine. And for that, I'm eternally grateful.