The only guy that didn't have cooties in 2nd grade.
The guy who pays for the big stuff...and the little.
The guy who hauls me around to my way to many to count rodeos.
The guy who puts up with having to wake up early to the sound of my blow dryer. But only on the weekends.
The guy who didn't yell when I ran into the telephone pole.
The guy who loves me even when I'm driving.
The guy who taught me to be early whenever we go places;)
The guy who taught me to never get in a wreck you cant handle....
The guy that I call dad...
My First Love.
My Knight In Shinin' Armor.
My Hero!
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