I love my dad. I think the look on my little baby face says it all. My mom sent me these this morning along with some notes I'd written my dad on Father's day years ago. Some were funny, some sweet, but they all ended with "I love you." I feel so blessed to have the father I have.

The second photo makes my heart ache a bit. I think I was in the seventh grade when my dad graduated with his MBA. He'd taken all evening classes because he worked full-time supporting our little family of five. I tell him this story all the time, but I always just thought he was exceptionally smart...he hardly ever studied! I learned years later that he actually studied quite a lot, he just waited until we were asleep. He wanted to make sure we knew we were his number one priority. I am forever grateful.