The Best Part of Father's Day

You know what the best part of Father's day is? Knowing I'm Arik and Juju's Dad. I guess that's a no-brainer.

This picture is a typical scene of our family room at around 7:30am just about any day of the week. I usually beat my kids out of bed in time to down at least one cup of coffee before, like me, they come stumbling downstairs in a sleepy stupor. The routine is pretty much the same. First one, usually Julia, then Arik crawl into my lap followed by Starbucks (our cat - not the coffee). There we sit, the Schneiders save one (Cathy's taking the picture) collectively waking up and talking about mostely silly stuff.

A common scene, no doubt, shared by families all over the world. But this is my family and these are my children and there's nothing common about that. They are God's treasures, entrusted into my care for but a time. How I love them, and what a privilege to have them call me.. "Dad".

To Arik and Julia, you are my heart and my joy.