I thought since his birthday only comes around once every 4 years, this definitely warrants a blog post. Growing up, I thought it was the coolest thing that my father was born on a leap year and I'd tell anyone who would listen (not sure why I specified that as when I was growing up because I still do this today). We'd make fun of him because he was ONLY 10 or even 9 3/4 quarters. It's great being older than your dad. It's like, "No, you take out the trash...I'm older than you, young man!" hahaha ok, I've never said that to my father and probably would have gotten smacked had I, it but it sure would be funny to see someone ELSE try that on their parent. Anywho, I love the day so much that I want to have a kid on a leap year one year...uh prolly in 8 years, not 4. Haha ;)
Anywho I just wanted to dedicate a post to one of the best men that I have ever had the privilege to meet. I am so blessed to have a father as loving and kind as mine. He is funny and smart and crazy. He sings like a dream. He's been the best example of Christ that I've seen. He loves EVERYONE and really never meets a stranger. He is always giving and serving. He is forgiving and fair. He's a doting and caring husband (although, he spends too much money on Starbucks, which drives my mother nuts haha). He encourages me to reach for more. I can only one day hope to marry a man half as cool as my father :))
Here's my father and I, the last time I saw him about a month ago.
