The Lucky Lisp : My Father's Day

My dad is 40 today. Someone's growing up! At least physically...

There is no one as wonderful as a father, no matter how obnoxious he is when he wakes you up on a Saturday or how many times he asks, "Have you finished ALL your homework?", or how times he tells you that, "That would be unwise." He might have a saying that seems to become completely overused (like, "To know and not yet to do is not yet to know.") and try to teach you things, but hey, that's part of his job.

In my opinion, my father is the best father - he's my father - and I love him. I love making him laugh and doing annoying things with him and making pies and reading and skiing and going to the grocery store with him. I love seeing him after he gets home from a long business trip and I love his impersonations and I love how he makes waffles and pancakes. He's smart, he's funny, he's loyal, he's hard-working, and he's persistent; so many things I want to be. I've got 24 more years until I'm 40, and maybe then I can be as cool as my father. But I kind of doubt it.