Daddy

When I was little my Daddy liked to play a little game with me. It was his own version of Peek-a-boo. He would play peek-a-boo and say "Peek-a-boo, I LOVE YOU!" One time he was playing this game with me and I responded back with "Peek-a-boo, I love mommy." True Story.

In my Defense I was really little and I don't remember this tragic event which I'm sure crushed my daddy's little heart. It's true that I have always been a momma's girl but each year as I grow up I become closer and closer with my Daddy.

I always call him Daddy. About a month ago I said Dad for some reason and it took him off guard. "You never call me Dad". It's true....he's my Daddy and no matter how old I am he will always be my Daddy.

My Daddy is one special guy. He is incredibly humble. He is incredibly in tune with the spirit, always wanting to become better each and every day. He is so caring and selfless. Really I could go on and on and on about all the wonderful qualities my Daddy has but really just KNOW that he is pretty perfect. I love him so much and miss him everyday.

I'm so grateful for technology which allows me to talk to him and see him over the internet several times a week. It is so sweet to see him interact with Liv Bug. They love each other so much. When we were visiting a couple of weeks ago, He took Livvy beans out for a walk in the yard and came back and said "Look what I found mommy!" There he had Olivia in one hand and a garden snake in the other. I, of course, freaked out but She thought it was pretty neat.

I am so grateful for my Daddy who has taught me so much in my life and who I learn from every day. Peek-a-boo, I love you Daddy!
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And then there is the Daddy of my baby girl. Oh what a sweet man he is. I still remember how adorable it was to watch him that first day she came into our family. How protective he became of his girl. How he always wanted to hold her, love her, give her kisses. It is so joyous to watch these 2 cuties interact with each other. Watching him become a Daddy has only made me fall in love with him even more.

Sometimes I sit and think about the feelings that I had when little Livvy came out of me. I remember all the things I felt. For a minute I would love to go back to that day and be inside Steve's head and heart and understand what he felt that day. He watched it all happen. He watched this miracle of a baby's birth. He watched her slide out of my body and saw them put her onto my chest. He cut her chord. He was there and because he wasn't going through all the pain he was probably more mentally there than I was. I just think it would be so nice to relive it through his eyes. I'm sure it was just as special for him as it was for me.

I'm grateful for all the men in my life and all they have taught me.