My Awesome Padre

My dad is awesome. There are so many little things he does all the time without wanting recognition. I compiled a list of things about him that show how colorful and great it was to grow up his daughter.

-Going kamakaze-style rappelling and landing on his back and laughing so hard
-Fixing everything and anything with silicone seal (sili-cun-sil)
-He has the most infectious belly-laugh
-You always hear him before you see him, either because he's whistling a song or his keys are jingling on his belt
-It seems he could survive forever on steak and eggs, popcorn, pepsi, slices of bread with mayo, and noodle soup with nutmeg and a side of sweet pickle
-Chases Mom up the stairs and makes her squeal
-He taught me how to change a tire and change the oil
-He can smell a yard sale from miles away
-Projects always start bright and early Saturday mornings
-When he'd try to get me to eat something he'd say, "It'll put hair on your chest."
-He used to sleep in a mummy sleeping bag every night...with no a/c
-Going to a buffet is "eating at Buffies"
 -He's a rap-artist also http://khu.sh/songify_4fe0f4fa829a8&v2
-When I would be walking down the hall in the basement, he'd be hiding around the corner to jump out and scare me. I love that he got Blake last time we were visiting
-When he was salting his dinner, the cap came off the salt and poured a huge pile of salt into his potatoes. What did Dad do? He mixed it in and tried very hard to eat it. Alas, he failed, but gave everyone a huge laugh

-The memory that I always remember best is when I was just a wee child, in kindergarden or preschool. Every night I'd hop into bed with Dad and scratch his back until I fell asleep and then I'd wake up the next morning in my own bed. One night, after I had just watched Hook, I was thinking about the scene where baby Peter's carriage rolls away from his mumsy and sits in the rain. I started sniffling and crying. I was a tender young pup. This wakes up my padre and he asks what was up. I told him and he was quiet for a minute. Then he said, "Well, think of Donald Duck!" I immediately felt better! I can still hear his voice saying it. So, now that I am considerably older and wiser, sometimes when I get sad, my Dad's voice pops into my head, "Well, think of Donald Duck!" And I have no choice but to smile.

I love my dad sooo much! As you can see, I inherited his nose and chin. :) Sometimes I'll do something or say something and think I got that from my dad! Making this list has brought up lots of memories and still makes me laugh out loud. Happy Father's Day to my fantastic Dad!!!