i have many many many memories of my sweet childhood.
my husband seriously thinks it is crazy how much i remember about it.
i say i remember it so well because it was sweet.
the reason it was sweet was because i knew i was loved.
i knew i was loved because my mom & dad love me well.
some of the sweetest memories,
happened as my dad tucked me into bed at night.
i would say my prayers...
and then we had our little saying
and it went a little something like this:
dad: out of all the little girls in the WHOLE wide world...
you know which one i would chose to be my daughter...
followed by an "i love you" from daddy...
and a big kiss on the forehead.
yep, i had a pretty sweet childhood.
thank you, sweet daddy!
happy father's day.