That's My Dad

Yesterday was father's day, so I want to give a shout out to my Daddy. Yes, I still call him that. And I think he kinda likes it too.

It's important to remember that every woman you meet has a Dad, and every little girl you see, will be a Woman one day too. Its like that boring John Mayer song. I don't like John Mayer, but you get my drift.

As a child, I had the kind of Dad that would carry you on his shoulders, so I could see, he'd buy me ice cream from the ice cream man, he'd dance with me at weddings, he'd tackle and tickle me when we played "football", he'd tie my shoes, and brush my hair, and zip my jackets. I had the kind of Dad that would set up the slip and slide and let me squirt him with the hose and break water balloons on him. I had the kind of Dad that would ride bikes with me and give me baths at night. I had the kind of Dad that would tell me stories of his adventures, and let me come to work with him. I had the kind of Dad that would give me "the stare" and my back would straighten. I had THAT kind of Dad, and I am lucky. Ya know what?, I still Do.
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My Dad is the most amazing person I know. There is nothing he can not do. He has amazed me my whole life with his abilities to fix things, break things, invent things, destroy things, make things and buy things, over and over. When I was a little girl my dad would tuck me in at night and sprinkle fairy dust on me so I could sleep. And I truly believe it worked. I always sleep better on Dad's watch. When I think of how hard he worked so I could eat, sleep, and play it brings tears to my eyes. There is noone alive that would give as much. When I was a little girl and I would get thirsty at night, I'd lay in bed and call out, "daddy, can I have a glass of water?" And he'd somehow hear me, and somehow stumble to the kitchen, and somehow come back with a nice cup of water. He is my hero.

My Dad taught me most everything I know. He taught me how to swear, how to scream, how to be mean, how to dance, how to sing, how to laugh, how to love. My Dad is the strongest man I know. There is nothing he can't lift, nothing he can't see, nothing he can get. He always believed in me. He never gave up on me. His tenacity is what has brought me here. He has never stopped parenting me. And I'm glad about that.

My Dad is my Hero. Plain and simple, there is noone that would ever do more for me. Except maybe my mom. ;) Love ya Dadddy.