Today is my dad's birthday. Happy birthday, dad! Thanks for being such a great guy and for taking care of our family and for putting up with my stink face and my stink attitude and basically what I'm saying is thanks for putting up with me all those years that I was (and still am?) terribly dramatic and occasionally (constantly?) whiny. Thanks for waiting up for me when I was out on the weekends and for coming to my badminton matches and soccer games. Thanks for being proud of me and for believing in me and for trusting me and my decisions. And just another huge thanks for planning the baseball trip and for spending ten days with me. Thanks for thinking I'm funny and for coming and celebrating my graduation with me. Thanks for taking us river rafting and camping and on cool vacations. I know I've been super fortunate to be able to do those things and don't worry, I won't forget that. Also maybe thank you for teasing me and for pulling on my hair and pretending to pop my toes and maybe thanks for responding to my whines of "Daddeeee-uh!" with a "Stay-seeeeeeee-uh!" no matter how annoying I thought it was at the time. I sure am lucky to be your daughter.
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