So growing up I always thought I had a pretty cool dad! He taught me to downhill snow ski before I could walk! He was at all my events, he helped me and my brother with math (since he was a math teacher you would have thought his kids would have understood it!!), he walked me down the aisle not once but twice (perfection takes practice!) He held my hand when I told him I couldn't have children, he talked to me on the phone while a hurricane passed over my house as he drove to Utah. In my eyes he was amazing. But it wasn't until I had Tariku and Teddy that I realized what a remarkable man he truly was.
You see from day one he never saw a different color, he never saw that they were adopted, all he saw were his grandsons. When I called him a few weeks ago upset that Teddy was having a hard time not seeing him he called me the next day and said he would be down for the weekend. When I was struggling with Tariku he called and asked if he needed to come down and talk with him.
For close to 10 years I worked at Walt Disney World and getting my parents into a theme park was worse than a root canal. Now that there are the boys we have been twice in one year and my dad rides EVERYTHING - which mind you he rode NOTHING with my brother and I EVER!
And so PAPA I want to say thank you! Thank you for loving my boys like no one else, thank you for teaching them to ride a bike, and soccer, and fish! Thank you for believing that our family as different as it may be is the right family for you!
Because at the end of the day it is all about PAPA and his boys!
Wishing you a MAGICAL Day~