Happy Fathers Day.

(Don't you think we look alike?!!!

Well besides the baldness part!)

I am so so grateful for my dad.

He was the first to hold me, the first to really bond with me I think.

He has always been there for me.

Through all the good and bad times.

I've never ever questioned his love for me and his desire to do whatever it takes to make me happy.

And for that I am so grateful.

When I think of my dad I can't help but get teary eyed.

Because he is without a doubt one of the best men I know.

He taught me and is still teaching me how to be a good person, a good wife, and a good mother.

Sometimes when things aren't going as planned or I am frustrated and angry I think of how my dad would handle the situation and it makes me change my approach immediately.

He is so good.

I try every single day to be just like him.

I remember waking up at nights either scared or sad about something.

He'd be right there, rubbing my head and telling me everything was going to be okay.

Some nights he'd be by my side all night.

As a child and really even a teenager I would literally cry for days whenever my dad left for business trips.

I needed him and I wanted him to be right there with me.

Being 10 hours away from him has been hard.

Harder than I imagined.

But he is a huge part of me and a part of who I want to be.

And that helps me feel closer.

I love my daddy with all my heart and feel so very blessed to have him in my life.

I truly have the best dad.

Growing up, I wanted to be like my dad.  I wanted to be invincible, speak Spanish, have answers to every question imaginable, have an amazing sense of humor, etc.  Lots of kids say that they remember being disappointed when they realized that their dad wasn't Superman or didn't know everything.  Well, I'm still waiting to be disappointed.  I'm 25 years old with a daughter of my own and I still want to be like my dad when I grow up.  Any virtue I possess or am developing found its roots at my dad's feet.  Thanks dad for the lessons, Saturdays of yardwork, rounds of golf, trips, memories, etc.  Love you!

 

I'm also grateful for this cute daddy.

And Olivia is too.

She loves him so much, and they have so much fun together.

Plus I think it's cute that they look alike.

And act alike.

I hope someday Olivia will feel the same way about her daddy as I do mine.

I'm sure she will.

Because that is just the kind of dad Michael is already.

So Happy Father's Day you three. You mean the world to us.