To all the Father’s out there. Especially this one:
The one that swims with the kids even when the water is too cold for Mom.
The one that poses for pictures with his no longer elementary school going child.
The one that coached his son’s tee ball team on his birthday.
The one that teaches the kids how to ride their bikes sans training wheels.
The one that dresses up for each Halloween because it makes his wife happy.
The one that carries in the sleeping baby like a sack of flour.
The one that posed with Woody because it would make his older son extremely happy.
The one that floated in the river with his two boys…lounging on him.
The one that’s smile makes me smile.
Happy Father’s Day Paul. We love you.