When I was born, my Dad triumphantly shouted, "It's a BOY!"
Apparently, he was confused by the umbilical cord.
Once it was clear that I was, indeed, a girl, thus began his journey as being a Dad of girls. 2 girls in fact. That couldn't have been easy- my Dad is a manly dude. However, he jumped right into girlworld and made it happen:
He always told us how pretty we looked before church.
He tried with the hair, he really did:
He handled my prissy side with ease:
We were never too old for the "Daddy Airlines:"
Thanks, Dad. Happy Father's Day.