Best.Dad.Ever

And he's my dad! I've always been my dad's girl. He calls me sometimes and says, "Hey, how's my girl today?" I just love it. I love being his girl. There's just something special about it. I love my dad. He is the best dad in the history of all dads. I'm so, so thankful he's mine. If you want to read a little more about him, check out the Dad edition of the About Series here.

Happy Father's Dad Daddy!!!!!!

Time to catch up!

So before Christmas my dad and my stepmom requested that I take some photos of them. YAY! I LOVE photographing the people I love. So awesome. :) We picked out the date a few weeks in advance... And when it arrived it was at the end of a ridiculous cold snap that we had. I'm sorry, but I am NOT a girl made for the temperature to be in the teens. No thank you! Besides, I'm cold if it's below 70, so getting below freezing is especially cruel. I digress. I got some images of them that I just adore. Enjoy!

I love google

My dad started a new blog today to showcase his awesome building designs. Check it out here!

I've done a lot of customization to my blog here, so I was trying to help Dad out with his. His template was different than mine, so I googled "customize blogger scribe" and came across this blog post. Worked perfectly! The blog is now wider which will hopefully support bigger images. YAY!

About: Dad

What to say about Dad... He's pretty awesome. I am so thankful for him. One of the many wonderful things about my dad is the way he helps me see a bigger picture. He challenges me to *really* think about what I think. My dad calls me on my stuff. ;) Sometimes my dad calls me just to chat. I love that. Some days he calls to say he's proud to be my dad. I really love that. There's a country song that goes -

Daddy's hands were soft and kind when I was cryin'.
Daddy's hands, were hard as steel when I'd done wrong.
Daddy's hands, weren't always gentle
But I've come to understand.
There was always love in Daddy's hands

Most of the song doesn't quite apply, but that does. I remember as a little girl that when I woke up from a bad dream, I always went to Dad's side of the bed. And as a teenager he told me that if there was ever anything I didn't want to do but my friends were bugging me about to just tell them my dad said no. He offered to be my scape goat. I don't remember ever having to use him that way, but I love that he was willing to be the bad guy.

He's not a perfect man or a perfect dad, but he's mine. I may not have been allowed to be a princess, but I'm definitely my dad's girl. :) At my wedding my dad and I danced to the following song. Every time I hear it or someone mentions the artist, I remember that day and how much I love my dad.

You Raise Me Up by Josh Groban

When I am down and, oh my soul, so weary;
When troubles come and my heart burdened be;
Then, I am still and wait here in the silence,
Until you come and sit awhile with me.

You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up: To more than I can be.

You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up: To more than I can be.

There is no life - no life without its hunger;
Each restless heart beats so imperfectly;
But when you come and I am filled with wonder,
Sometimes, I think I glimpse eternity.

You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up: To more than I can be.

You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up: To more than I can be.

Yup, that's my daddy.

Also this weekend...

Saturday morning I had breakfast with my dad. We then spent some time cruising around downtown Kent to get him some new facebook pictures. Yes, my dad's on facebook. It's awesome. Here are a couple of favs:

You know he's gotten some!