Today is Daddy’s birthday. We didn’t make him a cake because he doesn’t like cake. We didn’t get him new golf clubs because he doesn’t play golf. We didn’t get him a new car because he already has one. We didn’t throw him a party because he isn’t really into parties much either.
Instead, we just got him a bunch of extra hugs and kisses to give him when he gets home from work. Those are his favorite thing in the world. He gets all happy when we give him hugs and kisses. And since he’s a pretty good Daddy, we like to make him happy.
He plays with us, even when KiKi stands on top of him.
(Daddy’s family—Do you see something familiar in that face up there? Wow.)
He reads us stories every night before bed. And when Mommy’s at work, he tucks us in and brushes our teeth really good too.
He loves to sleep. A lot. And he likes it best when me and KiKi will cuddle, too. He even let KiKi sleep in the living room one night on a big blanket when she wanted to. And that’s not very comfy at all.
He takes us to fun places to play, sometimes. And he always makes sure we have the best time!
Thanks, Daddy. We love playing, and cuddling, and reading stories with you. (But not brushing my teeth. I still don’t like that one.)