Sunday, November 02, 2008

happy birthday, dad


Christmas 2005



Christmas 2007




Enjoying an awkward street moment at the expense of his beloved daughter. He later was sucked in by someone wanting signatures for an anti-drugs petition, who liked donations, too.




At the 'puter.







Things I've learned from my father:

Don't cut up photos.

These next two came at different times while we were driving in the car somewhere. I know it was in Mesa, well, at least Arizona.

Everyone has the bible - that's why we need prophets

Get an education

He also taught me how to braid hair, thanks to a kind My Little Pony. Posy, to be exact. (This was useful, because the I adapted that so I learned to french braid my own hair - my mom pulls tight! [I know, not as tight as granny did, but still.])

Don't play games on Sunday. :) You'll ruin it for everyone.




Thanks dad, for everything. As much as I like Tom and all, I'm glad you are my daddy.

Love you, and see you soon.

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