Happy Father’s Day to an Amazing Dad!


Even though I have been married for quite some time and out of my parents house for even longer, I will never let them go. They come over every other weekend and I see them every single Sunday at my grandmother’s house for Sunday supper.  Growing up I always thought my dad was the greatest. He got up at 4 am and went to work and sometimes didn’t get home till 7 or 8 at night. He worked on cars on the weekends, coached my sisters in football and softball (I never played anything), sang to us in the car on trips, and always loved us with everything he had.

So this Father’s Day, I want to say thanks for being there Daddy. Thanks for always being a dork and for helping me realize that being dorky meant we were smarter than other people because obscure knowledge still counts.

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Father’s Day 2012 being silly visiting my older sister

Thank you for giving me away to a wonderful man. Thank you and mom for telling me right up to the minute that I could always come back home if I wasn’t sure. Thank you for keeping my room exactly the same until you moved the same week I did. Thank you for always being available to fix my computer everytime I broke it and for answering the phone in the middle of the night when I was lost downtown on numerous occasions.

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My wedding Sept 2006

Most of all thank you for being you. I wouldn’t ever want you to change.
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Christmas 2011 with my younger sister and the youngest grandchildren (with pickles)


Author: Kat

Kat is a married mom of three kids aged 16, 8, and 5 that lives close to Birmingham, AL. She loves cats, books, cooking, hockey (especially the Chicago Blackhawks & Pittsburgh Penguins), and watching movies. She is an admitted nerd, comic book lover, action figure & barbie doll collector, blackjack dealer, beginner croupier, and all around queen of the dorks. You can reach her at topkat@katbalogger.com to talk about product reviews, press trips, sponsorships, or brand messaging.

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