Mommy let me borrow her blog today so that I could tell everyone about how awesome you are.
There are like a billion things, but I will try to narrow it down.
And it’s really great when you let me bang on the drums on the stage after church.
It’s cool how you’ve taught me super important things like the names of the drummer in Dave Matthews’ Band and the lead singer for Foo Fighters.
This year you helped me add French Toast to the list of 5 things I eat.
Thanks for teaching me how to swim and for taking me to the beach all the time.
You’re super talented. I laugh so hard when you use funny voices to quote all of my favorite shows like Despicable Me and Phineas and Ferb.
You know how to give me a thrill! I’ll never forget when I got to sit on your lap and ride the bumper cars at the mall.
You’ve taught me everything I know about tools. I get so happy when you let me use your hammer or screwdriver to help you with a project.
It’s the best when I get to church on Sunday mornings and see you practicing with the worship band and you say hi to me in the microphone.
I feel so safe when you pray for me every night before bed.
You’re so smart. You helped me figure out how to use toothpaste.
It’s amazing how you have this magical power to make me want to wear my big boy underpants. I think you’ll be the reason I ever get potty trained.
You give the best big hugs.
You are simply the awesome-est.
And I love you.
You have some mad bottle-feeding skills.
I wanted to bust out of this joint last night to give you myself for Father’s Day, but the nurses were on to my escape plan.
They keep a pretty tight leash on me around here.
I can’t wait until I’m home and we can hang out ALL THE TIME.
P.S. Mom wanted me to say thanks to you for being so strong and tough for her while I am away. I am pretty sure she’d be a big mushy pile of Jell-O without you holding her up.
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Happy Father’s Day, Big Hunny.
We all love you so much.