Any man can be a father, but it certainly takes someone very special to be a dad.
To all of the monster under the bed ridders, the master doughnut eaters and the doll house putter-togetherers.
To all of the training wheels taker-offers, the Festivus for the Rest of us celebraters and the Mr. Fix-its.
To all of the joksters, the ultimate bear, err, lion, huggers and the ready-to-grab-the-fly-ball-at-a-baseball-game-for-you buddies.
To all of the football coaches, the cleaning-a-shot gun-when-your-first-date-comes-to-pick-you-up-for-the-first-time protectors and holds-your-hand-and-tells-you-everything-is-going-to-be-okay guys.
To the all of the heros.
To all of the DADS.
Thank you for all that you have done, that all that you do, that all that you will do.
This day is for you.
Happy Father’s Day
The following is what happens when I have too much time on my hands at work…
Well, well, well, what do we have here?
Beyond a shadow of a doubt
I’m all ears
Bringing home the Bacon
Oh how I love photoshop!
Oh…I almost forgot…I got my hair cut. Well, all of them to be exact. A whole 8″ of them! It’s definitely a change but I really like it. And the best part was I was able to donate my locks to love, such a great organization. SO…whatcha think?
Hope you all are having a great Monday