Family

My Dad

I love my dad. I think he's the best dad in the whole world.

One of my fondest memories from my childhood is when my dad would come home from work and I'd hide under his desk, waiting for him to spot me. I always thought my hiding spot was very original.

When he spotted me, he'd walk out of the room.

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Somehow, I thought that was going to be a fond memory.

Now this one is a fond memory… I always knew I could ask my dad for anything. So when I had trouble with homework, I knew he'd be willing to help me. I remember many nights, approaching him at his desk and saying something like, "Hey, Dad? Can you help me with my homework?"

"What do you need help with?" he'd ask.

"Um, well, I can't figure out what 4 x 4 is."

"Well what is it?"

"Um, well… um… 16?"

"Is it?"

"Um, well… yes?"

"Okay then."

After blinking a couple of times, I'd leave, not sure if I should be relieved that the problem was done or confused by all the questions.

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Now that I've thought over that memory, all I can do is blink a couple of times.

I've told this one before, but maybe it was the time he was watering the lawn with the jet-sprayer, and I ran up to him, screaming like a kid with rabies bc my feet were covered in ants from a nest I'd just stepped in. As I jumped up and down, wild-eyed and foaming at the mouth, pleading with him to help me, he looked at me and wondered why no one had ever fully explained the birds and the bees to him and simply turned the jet-sprayer on me, soaking my shoes through. Then, without a word, he went back to watering the lawn, and I left, hiccuping my tears back and wondering if he'd been honest about 4 x 4 being 16.

All kidding aside (although all of those stories are true), my brother and sister and I love our dad with all our hearts. He has always been our ideal of what a God-given father should be. He has loved our mother with all his heart, and our family is extremely close-knit bc of his devotion to God and to us.

I brought him a pear cobbler today, bc it's his favorite dessert. He had come home from work for lunch, so I took a few pictures of him while I was visiting. I always found my dad to be very handsome when I was little, and that hasn't changed.

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Come on, Mom, stop hiding…

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A very happy birthday to you, Dad. I love you.

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