It is a very special person's birthday today.
And that person is:
Yup, Hat Daddy-o is turning another year older today, but I don't think he can get any wiser. (Seriously, the dude knows a lot about a lot.)
So, in honor of his day of birth, I would like to talk about my favorite thing about my Daddy.
Here's the thing. I'm not a touchy-feely hug-y kinda gal. It's just not really my thing. (Don't get me wrong, when it comes to my Handsome Hubs I am all over the guy like white on rice, but others? Notsomuch.) But there comes a moment when you're just enough broken that no matter your natural aversion to physical contact, you just need a hug.
So my favorite thing about Hat Dad?
He knows exactly when that moment is.
He can tell when I am moments away from a meltdown (or perhaps moments into a meltdown) when the only thing I really need is a hug and a fatherly "Everything's going to be okay."
Happy Birthday, Hat Dad!
I Love You!