Happy Father's Day on this first of many happy Sundays in June when we celebrate how fabulous of a dad you are. You are already a great husband and now also fantastic dad. Thank you for helping clean the house when I am tired because the boys insist on starting the day at 4AM, and for walking the dogs for the same reason. For making batch after batch of wretched smelling formula, vacuuming the house when I freak out about all the hair all over the boys' stuff and for washing the bottles countless numbers of times. For giving Snarfus a big ole black lady voice, for mimicking a hyena when you want to make Grady laugh, and for letting me and Cole laugh at you hoola-hooping with the Wii Fit. (And by the way, the console won't know if you don't lift your arms to catch other hoola hoops, it only measures the pressure of your feet....but I guess it would not be nearly as funny if you stopped raising your arms and bobbing your head)
You Rock. We love you.
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