Today is my dad’s 60th birthday. Happy Birthday, Dad! I love you!
If Dad’s dad, my Grandpa Yoder, were still alive, he’d be celebrating his 91st today. (Not only was my daddy born on his daddy’s 31st b-day, but my sis Bethany was born on my mama’s 31st b-day.)
Speaking of my mama, she turned 60 a whopping 15 days before my dad. And all of us girls took her lead and married younger men. 🙂 I think I win the prize for being the biggest cradle-robber (Gabe is 13 months younger than me–but waaaaay more mature.). (EDIT: Shoot! Bethany’s 15 months older than Stewart, but that’s okay, because Stew is crazy-mature.)
I’m a little bit sad that Dad is “celebrating” his b-day in Canada today, far away from his family. He missed Mom’s b-day too. We’ll just have to have a big ol’ time when he gets home.
I’m so thankful God blessed me with the dad he did. He’s the best dad in the universe. Seriously.
I love you, Dad!