Today is my dad’s birthday, and I almost missed posting this in time! I’m hoping and praying that my sick kids will be better by Christmas so that we can join our family for festivities, or I’ll be crushed. I can’t even think about it.
And here is my brother Jake and me and our parents in July of 1980. Aren’t we stylish? I know that my mom made my dress for Easter. I also know that for a 3-year-old, I had a really chubby face. Check that out…phew.
And here’s my dad with his grandkids last weekend, in yet another stellar moment in Pals family photography…we WILL someday get a good picture of him with all of the kids if it’s the last thing I do.
He was, and is, the best dad ever.
Happy birthday, Dad. See you soon, I hope!