When I was a kid we played a game called “Lion”. You would chase us around while we laughed and hid, wanting you to catch us so that you would tickle us until we screamed. Then you would ‘die’, falling to the ground with a huff.
We’d relish in the moment of victory for hot second before we decided we wanted Daddy to chase us some more. I would be always sent by my oh so loving older sisters to wake you up (by jumping over your legs if anyone was wondering).
This is one of my favorite memories.
Moments of laughter and joy, being a kid with my protecting, fun Daddy. Continue reading
Remember when I went through that whole stage where pretty much anything you did was stupid? I didn’t want to dance in the kitchen with you or make cookies or jump on the trampoline? Yeah, I’m really sorry about that. If I could go back and answer, “Do you want to put on some music and bake with me?” with “HECK YES, MOMMY!” I totally would.
For a while there I took you extremely for granted, and I still do even though I don’t want to. Sure, some things come with growing up but I hit fast-forward when I should have hit pause. I’m sorry for rolling my eyes. I’m sorry for ignoring your simple questions or not putting away that last dish. I’m sorry I forgot for a little bit that you’re my best friend.
So I just want to take a moment and talk about the most important man in the world to me.
I know it’s been said before, but I’m going to say it again, Dad’s are extremely important to their children, especially their daughters. I’ve been blessed enough to have the best daddy in the entire world. I seriously cannot imagine my life without him. Where would I be? Who would I be? I don’t know but I know I would not be who I am without him. I hear my friends talk about their fathers, and their relationships with them or lack there of. Most don’t have good relationships with their dads, some don’t even know who their dad is. Continue reading