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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