My dad is an amazing man. I know that tons of folks would say that, but that is good! they should say it! Dads are amazing. My father is a fairly quiet individual. Oh, he isn't shy or anything, he just doesn't talk for no reason. I don't think I've ever had a phone conversation with the man that lasted more than 5 minutes (unless I was lost). Until I was in college I had no idea what kind of music my dad liked. As a small child (back when gas was like 0.73/gal) whenever my sister and I rode in dad's car we'd yell out "Daddy! Daddy! play ballerina music please!" and he'd flip around to different channels until he found the classical station. My father knew nothing about little girls before we came along, and somehow, he managed to put pony tails in our hair, clip in ribbon, tie bows in our dresses, and make sure the wrinkles were out of our socks and ruffle folded just right.
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