I'll start today's post with a shout out to all the babee's daddee's out there yo!
What I mean is I would like to thank all the fathers in my life...for you know, fathering good and stuff.
To My Daddy:
Thanks for being the best dad ever. It's pretty simple. And even though I wouldn't be who I am today without you, don't blame yourself. ;)
My parents were young parents and I was a huge surprise. Considering that, I think they handled it well and I had a wonderful childhood.
To My Ex:
We don't get along and we made a mess of things, but thanks for my darling girls. And thanks for working with me and sharing their lives. I would have hated to have been separated from either of my parents had they been divorced.
To Jeremiah's Dad, Dave:
You were obviously an excellent dad to have helped inject Jeremiah with such character (and startling good looks). Thank You.
And last, but certainly not least! To Jeremiah, the best man I've ever known, the best Poppa there could ever be:
You've surprised me from the first day you met my daughters, and I know they love you as much as I do (if that's even possible). But what really surprised me was how much you adore our son. I didn't think that any other two people in the world could have a connection like you and I do, but it obviously shows with you and Elijah. Great Job Jeremiah! Happy Father's Day!
And now to end this post. You may or may not remember my threat, I mean promise, to send out random things from a bag of junk I had collected up from around my house. Some brave souls took me up on this offer and I sent out junk the other day.
Liz is the first person to post about said junk, and I was actually touched by her post. She seems like such a good soul and such an honest person, I am honored to count her as one of my blogging friends.