When you're grown up, you appreciate your daddy even more. I'm thankful for the daddy I have. He's always been there for our family....always working hard to provide for his family.
When I was a baby, they tell me he was the only one that could get me to sleep at night...he had a certain rocking method. As a little girl, I liked to put on his boots and walk in them or stand on his feet while he walked or danced around with me. When I started playing the piano, he "suffered through" all that beginners practice, but loved it when I played Fur Elise...and he still talks about loving that song. When I was a teenager, he wasn't real easy on boys that came around. But when the one did come around that was "the one", it was important to me that I had my daddy's blessing...and I did.
Daddy is Pop to the grandkids and he's a good one too. They all have nicknames given to them by him (and so do my brother and me). He is a little bit of a push-over though when it comes to the grandkids.
As you know, my mom and dad live next door, so I'm blessed to have my parents close by. There's hardly a day that goes by that daddy doesn't stop by our house to bring in the mail and/or to say hi.
My daddy is the best and I'm blessed to have him! Happy Father's Day, Daddy!
I love you!
~ Tammy ~