Sunday, June 15, 2008
I remember one time when I was a freshman in high school, I went on a "date" with my dad, where just the two of us went out to dinner and saw a movie. When I told one of my friends later that I'd hung out with my dad, she was like, "Uhh, okay. That sounds fun." And I couldn't figure out why she sounded all sarcastic, because it WAS fun. But I guess if your dad isn't as cool as mine, that might be hard to understand.
The above picture is, to me, the epitome of my dad. He is a lot of things: he is a successful lawyer, and a former bishop. He is literally the smartest person I know. He plans the best vacations ever. He will probably buy more Christmas lights every year until he dies. He is incredibly witty and charismatic. He has an actual bounce in his step when he walks. He makes killer air-popped popcorn, with the perfect amount of butter. He gives the best hugs (my sisters and I will actually line up to hug him). He is an excellent public speaker. He knows how to fix any problem. He has a fantastic vocabulary.
But on top of everything, he is just my silly, dorky dad. And I wouldn't have it any other way. To the moon, Pappy.
EDIT: By request...