eight years

Eight years have passed and I'm happy to say
I love you more, even now, today.

You rub my feet, and grill for me
and gave me the cutest girl, age 3.

You always drive, 'cause I hate it so
and humor me when I say it's too slow.

You laugh at my jokes, and tell me they're funny.
and financially speaking, you bring home the money.

You don't complain of the food I cook
and let me spend hours with my nose in a book.

As Daddies go, you are king of the hill
no one is better...zero, zilch, nil.

You are so smart, you know it's true
have I mentioned that I love you?

You love to learn, golf and play ball
but always make sure to take my call.

I started running cause I needed it
and you push me out the door and say "go get fit!"

I am so lucky that I have you
Ellie is lucky you're her Daddy too.

I love you baby, this blog is for real
Here's to 50 more. Is that a deal?