To the dad who gave me every opportunity to succeed in life, most of which he never had.
To the adoptive father who worked and worked and made my husband your own.
To the papa who mustered up the energy to tour our nation’s capital with his great-grandsons.
To the elderly mall walker with the cowboy hat, who stumbled upon and mentored my husband.
To the man who’s written each one of my children lullabies, and allows his kids to see him cry.
To all of you sweet daddies out there…
Isaiah Jane blows you a (forehead) kiss!
HAPPY FATHER’S DAY!