Counting My Blessings...

1. Twenty little painted toenails.

2. Long fluttering eyelashes attached to four puppy dog eyes.

3. Two mischievous smiles.

4. Endless parades of kisses.

5. Dance recitals.

6. Holding hands crossing the street.

7. Snuggling on the couch.

8. Bedtime stories.

9. Uncontrollable giggles.

10. Tears of Joy.

11. Princess costumes.

12. Playing family.

13. Mounds of stuffed animals.

14. Pink (the color).

15. Smiley faces, Peace signs and Hearts.

16. Pictures on the refrigerator.

17. Helping with homework.

18. A renewed appreciation for cupcakes.

19. Freckled cheeks.

20. Swing sets

21. Are we there yet?

22. Scraped knees and elbows to kiss and make better.

23. Being needed.

24. Being Wanted.

25. Being Loved.

26. Fatherhood.

If it weren't for my kids, I'd be celebrating useless, lazy, selfish, asshole person day.

Today I'm counting my blessings.

Comments

  1. jdemottJune 19, 2011 at 3:54 PM

    Happy Father's Day. You seem like a remarkable dad. Your girls are blessed.

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  2. Brian MillerJune 19, 2011 at 4:07 PM

    happy fathers day man!

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  3. Homemaker ManJune 19, 2011 at 5:54 PM

    Right on, Brutha Fathuh.

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  4. ronnibunny72June 20, 2011 at 6:50 AM

    20 little painted toes...
    happy daddy's day! we love you!
    YUV!

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  5. dissertationsJanuary 3, 2013 at 5:05 AM

    Well this is very attractive post Twenty little painted toenails indeed.Would like to read a small more of this. Brilent post. gratitude for the heads-up...This blog post was very educational and well-informed.

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