Dad

What is it about fathers and their daughters?  I am a kind of a Daddy's girl.  My mom is like my best friend, but my Dad is the one I go to when I need help...he was the first person I called every time I was in a car accident (yes, I know I make this sound like there have been a lot of these...there have been).  After I ran into the Dairy Queen sign...with my best friend's mom's van...at 15...he was silent (that incident probably deserves its own post).  I have never felt disappointment more heavily then at that moment.  I knew I never wanted to disappoint him or my mom again.  

Even though I am now grown and have my own family, he is still there to help whenever I need him.  He even drove to the Wichita YMCA once with spare keys at 5:30 AM when I couldn't get in touch with Brady (he is a hard sleeper).   He is also the person I call when I have a leaky faucet or want to demolish a room so we can start from scratch.  To me, he can fix anything.  

I know that he will always be there for me and my family and will drop anything to help (well, maybe not a really good golf game, ha:).   He has also taught me the importance of being there for your friends when they need help.  My dad is one of the most loyal people I know and will do anything for a friend.  

Not having my parents nearby has been one of the hardest experiences I have ever gone through.  They are the most amazing people and I am so, so lucky to be their daughter.  I only hope Parker turns out as awesome as Landon and I did...ha, j/k!!

We love you Dad!!  Happy birthday!!