You're the Super to my Hero...

Dear Dad

Sunday is Father's Day. It's a day where we smother you with hugs and kisses, boring socks and horrible patterned undies. We bring you breakfast in bed and you smile at the overdone toast and the underdone eggs. "Hmmmmmmm!" you say as the slimy bit of egg white drips down your chin "This is delicious!"

It's a day where you get the remote control all to yourself. There's no squabbling about Jake and the Neverland Pirates or Mouk. You are king for a day and the remote is your crown.

I hit the jackpot when I got you as a dad.

You make me laugh when you chase me around the garden or you blow bubbles in the bath (I'm still trying to figure out where those bubbles come from, but one day I will). Only you can make my milk 'nice and warm' and make my food 'nice and cool'. You've taught me to kick, throw and catch a ball. You take me to swimming lessons and you make sure I practise. You've taught me the 'pull my finger' joke and how to shoot paper through a straw. We've ridden a bike and fished for mud prawns. We've visited elephants and gone to see the monkeys too.

I know you're bigger and stronger than other dads because you hold me and baby Ben at the same time. You lift me high above your head and swing me around in the clouds. You play 'helicopter' with me on your legs and you never let me fall. I also know your heart is soft and squishy because you kiss mommy 'good morning' and 'good night', you ask her how her day was and there's always a cup of tea waiting for her when she gets home from work.

I know you love us lots because of the special things you do. You make sure I take my medicine and if mommy's got a headache you make sure she takes her medicine too. When mommy's sad you put your big strong arms around her and hold her tight tight tight. And mommy feels better straight away.

So on Sunday it'll be the day you get to poop in peace, drink your tea without me dunking my biscuit in it and I won't take all the tasty bits out your salad. I'll squeeze you tighter, cuddle you longer and tell you just how much I love you.

You're the 'o' in my Cheerio's, the cream to my cheese and the 'hot' in my hot dog. You're the bubble to my bath, the milk to my shake and the bubble to my gum. You are prince to my princess and the SUPER in hero...

I can't wait til I'm big because then I can marry a dad just like you xxx

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