Happy Father's Day

Dear Daddy,

You were the first person I saw when I came into this world 19 months ago and I loved you from the very first moment I laid eyes on you.

I couldn't have hand-picked a better daddy for myself. Thank you for teaching me how to play football, and letting me help you water the garden. Thank you for making me laugh like crazy when you chase me around the house. Thanks for taking me outside every evening when you get home from work to help you check the mail. Thank you for letting me ride on your shoulders, for spinning me around, and for putting me up on that high shelf that I like. Thank you for all of the silly songs and dances that you make up that make me smile. Thank you for working hard so that Mommy can stay home with me. And thanks for always telling me that I'm your favorite little guy.

(I might not be able to say all of these things to you yet, but I promise you that I feel them.)

I love you, Daddy. Happy Father's Day.

Love, Camden

Dad,

I've said it countless times over the years, but Father's Day seems like a fitting time to say it again: thank you.

Thank you for working your ass off for 30+ years to provide for our family. Because of your ambition and tremendous work ethic, Lauren, Chris, and I had a lot of opportunities that others didn't have.

Thank you for every time you stood on the sidelines at my soccer games (I was always glad to have you there, even if I tuned out your "helpful" yelling).

Thank you for always being the voice of reason in my life. Growing up, your logical points of view were a necessary contrast to my teenage emotion.

Thank you for teaching me "Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me." Invaluable advice.

Thank you for loving my mom. I read somewhere that the best thing a father can do for his children is to love their mother. And you do that well.

And, of course, thank you for being such a good "Pop" to Camden.

Happy Father's Day.

Love,
Kerri