To My Papa Bear

Today is the day the world seems fit to recognize and honor the men in our lives. Mine always complains about how we don't make as big a deal about it as Mother's day, which is probably true, you don't see chocolate or flowers being handed out to the men after sacrament meeting. And then there's the complaint of never knowing what to get them. It's so easy to get an awesome mother's day gift: chocolate or flowers or some dorky little thing you made as a child, they love that stuff! But my dad can never be surprised and his taste are a lot more expensive than my easy to please mother. Despite my inability to get you an awesome gift Daddy, I just wanted to say how much I love and appreciate all you do for me. I love that you are willing to let me use you as a pillow when we watch movies and tv, how you're willing and wanting to take me shooting, how you when you smile it's still only a half smile, and how you don't care that my gift to you keeps falling over. Love you're baby girl, Stinky