My dad is a pretty amazing dad and an even better papa. My dad can do anything with his hands. He can make anything run, build a bathroom, kitchen, barn, fence, garden tire swing... you name it.. he can make it happen. A lot of people think their dads are the smartest, strongest men alive when they are young and when they grow up they realize their dads are not all they thought. I still think my dad is pretty darn smart. Lambert gets mad at me all the time because I'll ask him to do/build/fix something and he'll say it can't be done. Now it's a joke. He'll say, "why don't you call your dad!" My dad is a real hot head too. I think that's where I get it. I think. I KNOW for certain that's where Hootie patootie gets it. They even have the same mad face. Hoot adores his Papa T. and tells me often he'd like to be up at the farm. My dad retired years back and made his way back near his childhood town in Indiana. I think that's where he is supposed to be. He's found peace and calmness there with MANY thanks to Granna. I think she makes life pretty special for him. I've said before I'd like to be there too. I could use some serenity. We'd probably drive each other crazy. But I'd like to be there. Near dad. I wish he could drop by to build something for me or just hang out. We laugh a lot when were together... I mean pee your pants laugh til it hurts... We mainly laugh about my childhood and his way of parenting. I had a pretty strict dad with some kind of temper, but he always loved me. I have some amazing memories and a WHOLE lot of funny stories. We (my sister and I) didn't have a "Leave it to Beaver" upbringing, but we had some great times and looking back, we had it pretty darn good. He's gotten A LOT softer in his old age (he's not that old). He lead me to the Lord (out of shear fear but never the less to The Lord). He helped me pick out my dress for the 8th grade dance and he instilled in me a "we don't fail, step up to the plate" attitude. I knew he loved me even when I disappointed him. I hated to disapoint him and still do. He drives me crazy and I drive him crazy when I don't answer my phone! (this happens often)Okay I'm stopping this sentimental walk down memory lane before Hoot asks me why I'm crying all over the computer...
Happy Fathers Day Dad. I love you and so does the rest of the gang!
Does it get any better??
I love you Dad!