Friday, August 26, 2011

Father






My pappi is the greatest pappi in the world. Yes I call him Pappi. In all actualality, he has many names. Dad, Daddy, Papoola, Papoo, Pappi, Grampa, Brian, Chester, Hey you, Oh mighty tall one...Just kidding. I made the last one up. He is mighty tall though. Let me just tell you a bit about my dad.

1. My dad is way tall. 5' 16" to be exact.

2. I get my red hair from him.

3. He's a kid at heart.

4. He gives fantabulous hugs.

5. He whips me at ladder golf.

6. He lets me tease him.

7. He teases me.

8. He let's me call him pappi.

9. He loves me for who I am.

10. I love when he calls me "a great kid."

11. He has his nicknames for me. Little Red (My favorite) and J-Bug.


(By the way, all of my friends out there who call me J-Bug...

It's rightfully my dad's. Just know that.)


12. He's very strong in the gospel and is constantly teaching me.


Now me and my dad have a very special relationship. I love him with a lot of my heart. A lot of it. Everynight we have a tradition of me hugging and kissing him on the cheek and then I mess up his hair. He keeps threatening me that he's going to buzz it like my brother Aric. (My brother Aric almost has no hair. It's like an 8th of an inch short. So weird.) But I say, "Go for it. I'll still be able to mess it up though. Sorry." He tells me that even when I'm all grown up and either in college or I'm married, he wants me to call him every night and tell him "Goodnight. I love you dad." Which I am so doing. It's written in stone. Commitment.


Sometimes I text him silly things. Or show up at his office the day I get home from girls camp because I missed him. Or I call him and ask when he's going to be home so I can run to the door and give a great big hug.


I love love love love love love my dad. I love him a lot more than 6 loves, but you know. I don't want to bore you...with loves.


I love you daddy. This is a tribute to you.


"I'm so glad when Daddy comes home.

Glad as I can be.

Clap my hands and shout for joy and climb up on his knee.

Put my arms around his *waist...*

Hug him tight like this.

Pat his face and give him what...?

A. Great. Big. Kiss.


MWAH!!!!

Love, Little Red

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