"When I Grow Up, I Want to Be a Dad."

Encouragement from my five year old son

We were maybe twenty minutes into the drive home, early on a Sunday morning, when Lincoln said it.

We had just finished our second annual cousin camp, which we affectionately call Camp Wache Fausel (a combination of our last names). It is nine kids and four Dads and it runs out of a family friend’s house on the lake. The five youngest cousins stayed home…