My daddy is and always has been my hero. I remember being so proud of him when I was little because he was a firefighter. This meant immense bragging points as well as getting to play on the firetrucks at the station. He was my bedtime-story-reader, singer-to sleeper, play-outsider. He had an immense influence on the person I've become, allowing me to speak my mind and come to my own conclusions about world things as I got older. He had the best lap in the world, until I met G and then they tied. And when I think of the way G will be once we have a family I smile, because I'm safe knowing he will be exactly to our little ones what my daddy is to me.
*And yes, I know, I apparently need to take more pics with my dad when I'm home since this is from my wedding!
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