Piglet: ’’How do you spell ’love’?’’ Pooh: ’’You don’t spell it…you feel it.’’ – Winnie The Pooh

The day before my boys were born, I don’t think that I could put into words, what love really is to me? I don’t think that I could describe correctly and maybe I still can’t today, but the day that I was handed my boys, there was a feeling that came over me that I can’t describe. It was love.

I’ve been asked by a lot of new fathers and several that I know that were having twins, “what is like to have twins?” And I usually smile and say something to the effect, “I never knew how much fun being a dad could be!”

Being a dad is a lot of hard work. There is a fine balance between having fun and having to discipline your kids. But at the end of the day, I love my boys more than anything else in this world. And I don’t know that prior to being a dad, that I loved anyone or anything as much as I do my kids.

As I read the quote from Winnie The Pooh over and over again today, I thought about my sons. I thought about how much joy they have brought me over the years. I thought about how they light up when they figure something out or do something on their own. I love how they are wanting to help me grill or want to watch a UNC game. There is no greater feeling that being a dad and the love that I have for my sons, I can never put into words, because it is something that I could say or spell, but something that I feel.