London (my four year old) tells Justin he is “the best daddy in the world.” A lot. Like two or three or four times a day.
A few nights ago he asked her what she meant. He asked, “What does it take to be the best daddy in the world?” (He asks such good questions)
She didn’t think long before sharing the exact requirements. She said,
“You have to be silly.
You have to be courageous.
And you have to love God.”
And that’s it folks: all you need to be a great daddy—better than great—the best daddy in the world. :)