No better day than April Fools to celebrate the life of my jokester of a Pops.
(He loves when I make pumpkin pie, cause I make it best.)
(Either that, or he is really good at making me feel good about myself.)
(Now that I think about it, that might be the case.)
(shoot.)
(I love me some good irony...
Sorry, but he really is one of my oldest relatvies.)
But really, when it comes down to it, this guy is one of my bestest friends.
He knows me better than a whole lot of people.
He finds the perfect thing to say to make me cry,
And more importantly he knows just what to say to make me stop crying.
(Not that I do that, ever........ Crying. I don't even know what that is...)
Mostly, who doesn't love a guy that is spiritual, hilarious, ridiculous, good at sports, addicted to pepsi, a hard worker, a prankster to the max- (side note, one time Ash and I found ourselves in a prank war and who do you think was our go to for the best pay back ideas? Kort Dallas Jensen, everyone), great at watching the back of his eyelids, and loves, serves, and geniunely cares beyond what I ever even imagined capable?
That was a rhetorical question. I already know you love him, too.
Oh hey this is great.
ReplyDeleteThat's my husbands birthday too--it seems this post describes him perfectly (swapping the pumpkin pie for a dog-on-good bowl-of-cereal).
The only difference is that the age gap is the other way around for us! I'm his oldest relative too.
For cuuuuute.