Yesterday was my Dad’s 60th birthday.

And listen. You don’t even want to get me started on my Dad. He’s just the greatest. Dad has done an amazing job of loving our family. I’m going to do the best I can to tell you about him, but the truth is that there are a few topics that leave me speechless and my awesome parents are one of those topics.

I tried to tell you about him at Father’s Day, but that was a weak showing as well.

So here are few pictures from the spring. I think it’s pretty obvious what’s happening in this first one. Daddy said something funny, Tatum (on the right) doesn’t know what to do with us, Mom is laughing, Sally is out of control, and I’m looking right at Dad.

Or how about this one. Yep, looking at my Dad again.

I mean, seriously. Is this funny to anyone else? Talk about a child who wants some attention and approval. Sheesh. 🙂

It just happens. He’s the greatest.

Our family has had some times. And by “times,” I mean “hard times” and “heartbreak” and “lack of sleep.” And somehow, because Dad has led us well, trusted God, and prayed for us, we’ve made it through. And I think we will continue to make it through.

Here’s a fun fact- my grandmother was born in 1920, my dad in 1950, and myself in 1980. So it has always been easy for me to keep up with their ages. And as of yesterday, I’ve been my Dad’s daughter for half of his life.

That’s the best half, if you ask me. Mom is his better half, I am the better half of his life. Tatum is the better almost half and Sally is the better half minus 8 years.

I get to head to Marietta Saturday for Dad’s birthday party, gather with our family and his friends, and I’m sure Dad will make lots of jokes [cause he’s REALLY funny] and have tons of food and do his best to make sure everyone in the room has a good time. I. Can’t. Wait.

Happy birthday, Daddy. Thanks so so much for everything- for how you love and how you lead and how you teach and how you make it easy to be me. Thanks for being the most upstanding man I have ever known. Thanks for being a leader for our immediate and extended families. I pray that God continues to be your strength, your wisdom, and your hope.

Here’s to another 60 years. Please?

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PS- My Dad really loves my sisters as well. But, since this is my blog, I get to put pics of me and Daddy. Sorry seesters.

PPS- Another favorite dad of mine turned 60 last week, too! Happy birthday, Mr. Bill [better known around these parts as Shelby’s grandpa]. I guess if I’m an honorary aunt, that makes me Bill Boatman’s honorary daughter. And if you ask me, that is a WIN. Much love to you, Bill and Kacky!