My pops.
The best guy, I know.
He is the hardest worker.
Family oriented.
Can handle a house full of girls better than anyone.
Celebrating our parents once is year just isn't enough with everything they do.
My dad is such a kind and wise man.
He is always there to listen to my craziness.
Help me move stuff.
Paint my house.
Tell his favorite jokes.
Send me texts to see how I am doing.
I'm so grateful to have such a wonderful dad.
I love him so much.
Happy Papa, day!
Sorry, I'm not home to celebrate with you.
Can't wait to take you to get a burger when I get back.
Love you, Pops!
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