Father's Day morning... 2010. Yummy food, and 'shoot guns.' Ryan picked these out for Scott, they were the perfect present. Ryan has the best dad in the world. Every morning he comes running out of our room (yes, he's been sneaking into our bed each night... sigh... another story.) anyways he comes running up to me and asks, "Where's Daddy? I need to hug him." And every morning, I tell him he's at work, and his little lip quivers until I tell him we can call Daddy on the phone. Last night I snuck down the hallway while Scott was putting him to bed and I heard their sweet voices singing primary songs together. He is so patient and loving with Ryan, he always puts Ryan before himself. Watching him reminds me of how much I have to learn.  We love you Scott. We are so lucky to have you.