We drove Superman to work last night. As we waited at a red light, a city bus crossed the intersection in front of us. The billboard on the side of the bus had a picture of a newborn baby, asleep on her tummy, legs tucked under in the way that newborns do, sweet little baby face all squished against her arms. My 220-pound, 6'3", law enforcement officer husband's reaction was, "awwwww! look at that sweet little baby!" I could hear his heart melting.
So I did look. And as I did, I smiled, and thanked God for such a tender man to be the father of my girls.