Matt is all man. He shoots guns, he works with wood, he fixes cars, he spits, he...I will spare you his other manly characteristics.
Here and there I catch glimpses of a different side of Matt. I see it in the way he will argue with me about paint colors or how to arrange the furniture. I see it in the detail he puts into the furniture he rebuilds for our home.
He is an artist. He sees a beauty in the things I rush past. He love to dawdle and watch and appreciate.
I am so thankful for that balance in our world. We would miss out on so much if it wasn't for our sweet Daddy.
Here are some of his snow-day pictures.