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I love the idea that out of all the names he could have chosen, Heavenly Father chose to be known as Father. How impactful to me.

I love my Father. Even if I disappoint him, he doesn't let me know. To me, he's a big, happy teddy bear who knows his little girl is her own crazy person, but makes me feel like I'm all the better because of it. I love him for how he loves his children. Our phone conversations are rare, but they're perfect. No matter how grown up I get, a girl always needs her dad. And to her, he fixes everything.


And we all know I love Mr Smith. I could not breathe if I did not have him. That doesn't mean he makes it easier to breathe all the time, but literally I just don't know how I'd handle life without him. But it's not husband day; it's Father's day. His relationship with Alexis is priceless. I love all that he does for her. He is a daddy through and through. He works hard to take care of both of us. He works hard so that Alexis can have her mom at home. He protects us. He tickles us. He teaches us. He loves us. 

And we love Dads. 


I didn't do the cute craft project or candy wrapped in a pun.
It's hard to be cute.
hopefully,
rock climbing. the world cup. papa johns. twizzlers. and mom on poop duty.
will do.

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