My dad was a homicide detective and had a horrible job, but when he walked through our front door after work, he left the job outside and just played with us kids. For at least 30 minutes we would just rough house and tickle and have fun before dinner.
He was the one who took care of me when I was sick even though my Mom was the nurse. He was the one who would read to me at bedtime, if he was home...if not, he would always make up for it the next day by reading extra.. We would go camping every summer and he would make it a point to fish with only me sometimes, the only daughter, so I would feel special.
He always included us kids, he never treated us like we were bothering him, even though at times we just HAD to be driving him nuts!
Wow, I'm glad you started this thread...I'm gonna call my Daddy first thing in the morning and tell him how much I love him
