Happy Birthday to you, Dad. His birthday was yesterday, but we called him the day before because Reed really wanted to talk to him. This one, he has a swagger all his own. He is pretty much the coolest man ever and I love him, love him, love him so! We'll keep the mushiness to a minimum because he would much rather it that way. But, I will say that this man has provided me with more laughter in my short twenty seven years on this planet than should really even be legal. I told you, he's cool.
Plus, he plays a mean game of hide-and-go-seek.
And he agrees with Beckett on many issues, including the importance of good food.
Love you, Dad/Pops...we all do!