I figured since it's Father's Day, I might as well blog about my Daddie.
I have been extremely blessed by my Father in heaven for such an amazing Daddie. My Daddie has always been there for me when I have needed him. He's been a strong rock for our family and an excellent example of a godly man to my little brother and I. An example to my brother of how he should be as a husband, and an example to myself on how a man should treat his wife. He's always worked hard to provide for our family and still make time for us after work. My Daddie has taught me well. He's taught me right and wrong, how to earn a dollar, and how to save it too. He loves his family dearly and you can tell.
Things I remember about my Daddie as I was growing up.
He sits at the bottom of the stairs every morning and puts on his tennis shoes.
His hands are always stained with ink.
He's a very sneaky man and when you think he's leaning one way, he's really going the other.
He's an excellent cook, his spaghetti and gumbo cannot be beat.
He's very protective and makes sure we make the right decisions.
He's insightful and always has the answer.
He can always tell when something is up, especially when I'm not telling the truth.
He knows my car better than I do.
Even when I do stupid things, he still loves me, and I love him for it. :]
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