if there is one thing i do right as a mother,
it is to take my children to logan once a week to play with their grandpa.
he celebrated his 50th birthday last week.
over the hill, baby.
we used it as an excuse to put obnoxious signs all over the yard.
jonah scored the honors of waking him up at 6 am + inviting him to his surprise birthday breakfast.
this might be the only birthday secret i haven’t blown the cover off of. i’m pretty proud.
it worked out perfectly!
i’m forever grateful that he taught me about fatherhood at such a young age.
his example showed me exactly what to look for in a husband,
+ i cherish the relationship he shares with jon.
dad taught me how to work hard, be honest + to do what’s right.
he supported me in everything that i did while growing up + would do anything for me now.
he doesn’t need to be praised for all of the little things that he does for everyone.
he goes the extra mile whether it’s noticed or not.
he loves my mom, he loves his family, he loves the gospel + he loves sports! {in no particular order}
this grandpa is the best underdoggin’ swinging partner in the history of cool grandpas.
dad lives for his grandkids.
he is the king of slurpee runs, playing catch, making music, sneaking ice cream + never going to bed on time.
i mean, who would have kept the four wheeler around for all these years if he weren’t here?
happy birthday, dad.
i love you more than a few silly words can describe.
it is an honor being your daughter.