Happy Father's Day Daddy!!

Usually I have Daddy help me put all my musings down for posterity, but this time I asked Mommy to help me because this one is dedicated to Daddy. Mommy tells me all the time that one of the best things she ever did (after making me of course) is to marry Daddy and pick him to be my Daddy. Even though I don't know much about this stuff and he is in fact the only Daddy I know, I am inclined to agree. Although it does turn out that Daddy doesn't make me milk, only Mommy does. How do I know this you ask? I got hungry while I was laying on Daddy the other day and attempted to latch onto his nipple, and let me tell you, I was in for a rude surprise! Apparently Daddy was too because he yelped, which Mommy called "gratifying", and then laughed for a long, long time.

But I digress....Even though milk is my most favorite thing ever, I am willing to overlook Daddy's lack of it because he has a lot of other things going for him. For starters, he works very very hard to support me and mommy and to "keep me in diapers" as Mommy says. He is gone at a place called work all day and I miss him a lot, but I am lucky to have a Daddy who takes such good care of us. When he is here, the work doesn't stop because apparently taking care of me all day is hard work and Mommy is pooped, so when he gets here he does diaper duty and helps Mommy give me baths, and plays with me. In fact, Mommy said the first three weeks that I lived here, if it weren't for Daddy, she wouldn't have survived, or at least her sanity wouldn't have. She also says it's good that I am too little to understand what that means.

It turns out that Daddy is also a master swaddler, which is lucky for me because that is the best way to get a good nights sleep. In fact, I credit that with my ability to tuck in for a nice 7 hour stretch, and Mommy apparently likes when I do that also. He also sings me funny songs, and tickles me, and does something he calls "super Teagan" where he swoops me through the air. I love this, and it makes Mommy very nervous which makes me and Daddy love it even more. He also tells me all about the fun things that he will do with me when I get a little bigger. I guess there is this thing called "skiing" that Daddy is into, he claims that he will have me on skis before I am walking. Sounds good to me as long as it means spending time with him. All in all this Daddy guy is pretty amazing, and it looks like I am pretty lucky to have him in my life. Happy Father's Day Daddy! I love you!!
Oh, and in exchange for her help I graciously told Mommy she could say a little something.

Tim- thank you for giving me such a beautiful daughter. You're as great a Dad as you are a husband. Love you :-)