First. My Dad. This photo was taken of him over 10 years ago. It's a classic Dad expression. I loved when he would make these faces! Still do. I love my Dad. His humor is probably my favorite thing about him. He also tells great stories. He did so much for me growing up and still does a great deal for me. I remember him doing my hair in the morning before I went off to elementary school. I remember him telling me to pretend to cry while he pretended to spank me. And I probably deserved that good spanking. I remember when he would wake me up for seminary early in the morning acting like he was a cheerleader and cheering some familiar Bakersfield High School cheers. He's a great man. I want to echo what Grandpa Waite would say. "Love ya. Appreciate ya. Grateful for ya."


Happy Fathers Day Dad Waite, Dad Bishop, Steve, Grandpas, and all you wonderful fathers out there!
3 comments:
I thought for sure I was going to be on that list. Oh well. Sounds like you really appreciate your men. Tell Steve I said Happy Father's Day.
Father's rule!
What a sweet post. Thanks for sharing. I, too, am grateful for good fathers in my life.
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