This morning, the four of us cuddled up together in a big chair and I asked the girls what made them glad that Daddy was their daddy.
Halfway through the list I thought, I’m going to put this all into a card for Nate. What a cool idea! So I grabbed a pen. At which point Nate started rolling his eyes and mumbling something about how this was just for my blog blah blah blah whine whine way to ruin a moment.
Well now it is. So there.
“The reasons we’re glad Daddy is our daddy according to Thalia and Sage, June 20, 2010”
-He cuddles with us
-He cooks food so I can eat it.
-He’s funny sometimes.
-I can ride my bike with him.
-He tickles me too much.
-He makes me laugh.
-He is the best Daddy in the whole world.
At this point I had to disagree. I said that he is the second best Daddy in the whole world.
“After who?” Nate asked. I searched for a good answer.
“After the guy who’s their real daddy?” Nate suggested, always beating me to the punchline.
I agreed quickly.
And that’s how Father’s Day rolls around here.