Today we celebrate my father's birthday. It is a big special birthday this year, although he won't let us make a fuss or anything.
My father is wonderful! I really don't have the words to tell you how enormously special he is. He always read to me, every single night (when he wasn't working out of town). I remember reading the Little House series with him. And now my own son is reading that series. And I am enjoying it myself again. He played sports with us at a time not all father's believed girls should even play sports. I can still remember playing tennis with him against another father/daughter pair. And he was not too soft nor too mean nor too demanding, although I am sure I thought so many times. He is very wise and helpful, there are not enough words to tell you how many times he has helped me.
And he is an awesome grandpa. My children have had many adventures with him. From skiing to camping to fishing to Disneyworld - they are lucky children. They are lucky to live near him and get to spend a weekend with him once in a while. He has unending patience with them.
A father and grandfather are special positions in the world. Not everyone should be one, not everyone is a good one, I am so happy I got one of the best fathers ever.
Happy Birthday Dad. Love You. Thanks for not ever giving up on me.
Isn't that precious? That doll came from Grandma B and came with a dress for K and a matching one for the doll. Must get that pic too. Many of K's cousins, aunts, uncles and grandparents came for the big party. She is so lucky to have so many loving relatives. Grandma P even made the cake.
