To the dad who played goof-ball with us girls and tickled us til we couldn’t breathe, who gave us time each evening to talk about anything, who volunteered to be the bad guy if I needed him to get me out of something, who laughed when Scott asked to marry me because he knew first hand what a handful I am, and who has taken time to get to know each of his grandkids and spend quality time with them…

To my dad, happy Father’s Day. I love you!