DAD DAD DADDY-O

My dad's cool. He likes to grill, he rode the tea cups even though he said it was a girly ride, and he let me be the little red hen daughter when he brought in veggies from the garden. To him, I say: much love, dad dad daddy-o.


To the future dude whom one day I may decide to help me bring some bambinos into this world with, I say: get ready because I've been getting crazy total body workouts by swimming, climbing an average of 4,793 (at least that's what it feels like) stairs, trekking the streets an average of 2 hours, jumping on the trampoline (thank you William) EVERY DAY and have been baking up culinary delights all to work towards hot wife status. Make sure you work on your end. Enough said.


Happy father's day.