To the man who worked ridiculously long hours, often leaving the house before the sun was up and often not arriving home until the sun had long since set: thank you. Thank you for being the reason that our family never did without. To the man who taught me "Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me": thank you. What an important life lesson for a young girl and one I will be sure to pass along to Camden and Macey. To the man who taught me how to check my oil, how to put air in my tires, to never leave the house without cash in my wallet (okay, I still fail miserably at this one), and to never be content with mediocrity: thank you. To the man who has become such an incredible Pop to my sweet children: thank you. I had one of the best grandfathers of all time in Papa and I'm glad that my kids get to experience that kind of relationship with you. Happy Father's Day, Dad. I love you.
To the man who works so hard to provide for our family so that I'm able to stay home with Camden and Macey: thank you. To the man who doesn't hesitate to get down on the floor and build a Lego tower with Camden or throw Macey up on his shoulders for a ride: thank you. To the man who causes Camden to yell "DADDY!" the second the door opens at the end of a workday: thank you. To the man who is often the recipient of Macey's gummy smile and excited wave (even when she last saw you 3 minutes before): thank you. To the man who has taught Camden everything from gardening to the proper way to cheer for the Orioles: thank you. To the man whose love for his children is apparent in everything he does: thank you. Camden and Macey are two lucky kids and I hope they always know that. Happy Father's Day, Matt. We love you.