My Daddy

I've always had a great relationship with my dad. Except for those awkward teen years that you don't have a good relationship with anyone including yourself.

My dad and I have a similiar personality and the same sense of humour. [Please insert your sympathies here].

My dad is funny, wise, and indulged my craziness. Of course if I crossed the line, he would reprimand me. Unfortunately, half the time he thought it was hilarious even though I shouldn't have said it, so it came out as a "Niccccoooleee" in a tone that meant that wasn't a nice thing to say about your sister but he tried so hard to cover his smile that always crept up. Later on he would just start to admit "Nicole that wasn't nice, but it was funny".

Looking at people around me and how they interact with their families, there is a lot of things my dad could have said "don't be ridiculous to suggest something like it wont happen". A lot of people would. Instead - my dad said sure lets drive up to Kelowna at 5am in the morning, have Granny cook us bacon and eggs and visit for an hour and come right back home and be back by noon in the same day. That was probably $40 of gas and $20 toll booth fee. Or sure lets take you and your best friend to Saskatchewan and back in one weekend visiting as many friends and family as possible on the way. How about rearranging my aunt & uncles furniture when they left their door unlocked on a way to a family wedding. He took the time and created memories. Although my other theory is he is as crazy as I am (or am I as crazy as he is) and he was more than happy to have someone to pin these hairbrained ideas on.

One thing my dad always used to do was sing to us. He'd sing, "Goodnight Nicole, goodnight. And have a very good sleep. Jesus loves you and so do I, so goodnight Nicole, goodnight." every night. Another one of my favourite memories is that he would always take us out for breakfast on our birthdays - I think its time to start that one up again :)

Even now being married, and with a child I love my daddy daughter moments. Whether its convincing him he needs to take his granddaughter out for icecream so she can have it through mommy's breastmilk, or going to the rodeo with him, I'm very grateful for the wonderful relationship that him and I have.

I may be a nut, but my dad is the tree!