{one} My Dad has a unique sence of style. He likes bright clothes. Not just bright, but the brightest ones you can find. Common colors to see my Dad wearing are orange and yellow. It is often not uncommon to find him shirtless. He has a pool in his backyard and he spends most of his time in the yard without a shirt.
{two} Dad is a great shopper. I don't mean shopping in the usual sense. He is surrounded by a lot of woman, so he has a very defined role when we go to the mall. He is the bag holder. He stays in the hall and carries the purchases for all of us. Trust me, this can be a big job. Once there are to many bags to hold, he brings them to the car. As a reward, at the end of the shopping trip, there is always Cinzeo cinnamon buns purchased and consumed. I have to make sure I have lots of milk on hand as well since, according to my Dad, the cinnamon buns must be consumed with milk.
{three} My Dad is passionate about potatoes. For real. Thanksgiving at our house has been a tradition for the past several years and in year 2 I didn't hear the end about the potatoes I bought to mash for turkey dinner. Apparently, red potatoes are the only ones you buy for mashing and he knew this because my Grandpa was a potato farmer. I learned my lesson and now I only buy red for mashing. Thanks for the tip Dad!
| In the kitchen making sure the potatoes are perfect! |
{four} My Dad calls me, even when I forget to call him. Before kids I was often the one to call and would remember that it had been a while since our last chat. Now my Dad is generally the one to pick up the call and phone me. If he calls a few times and I don't answer, because I never check the caller ID on the house phone, he texts my sisters to see if they have talked to me.
| Putting together Grady's baby swing |
{five} My Dad is great grandpa. He will do anything the kids ask him. He has hot tubbed in the dead of winter, swam on a cool summer day, snow blown a rink at the lake, played goalie while the kids shot on him, and most important, shared his cinnamon buns. Seeing my Dad with my kids has allowed me to see him in a different light.
This is one of my all time favorite photos. Notice the bright orange shirt.
Here they are in the hot tub on a frigidly cold December day. No one else was brave enough to ventrue out. We watched from the window.
























