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He answers to many names, among them are: Honey, Daddy, TiVo King and (the coveted) Happy Fun Dad. Once when Rachel was about 18 months old, she called him, "Honey-Daddy."
Daddy wears several hats: Bread-winner, Lawn-mower, Thingy figure-outer, Chief dishwasher, Leader of adventures, and (reluctantly) Substitute duck-feeder.
He takes our daughters to classes and lessons; he attends recitals and performances.
Happy Fun Dad has taught our children to high-five, 'clink' glasses for a toast, and tie their shoes.
He lets them 'drive' his truck in the driveway and he is showing them the proper use of power tools.
When the girls find a dead bird, snake, or rodent, guess who helps them to bury it and even conducts a service for the dearly departed! That's right: Daddy.
He is also the best loose-tooth-puller in the house.
When our cat died, my dear husband stood in the rain, breaking frozen ground to dig her grave.
If a child has occasion to cry over a disappointment, he cries with them (but tries to hide it).
Daddy takes the girls with him when he votes.
He takes them to Memorial Day and Veteran's Day services.
Daddy teaches the children to honor our community's first responders and our nation's soldiers.
He's a great dad!
And I love him. |
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