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It’s true.  I am one.  But I would like to think I am not your typical Daddy’s Girl.

Yes, I adore my Dad and think he hung the moon.

Yes, he’s always called me “Princess” (save 2 years in jr. high when I boldly told him that he was no longer allowed to call me that because it was embarrassing to me.)

Yes, He’s always taken good care of me.

And yes, he’s spoiled me.  But not with stuff.

And that’s what makes me an a-typical Daddy’s Girl.

Instead of stuff, He’s spoiled me with…

Love:  He tells me every time he see me that he loves me.  Every time.

Confidence:  He tells me he’s proud of me.  Sometimes he’ll just call and leave a quick voicemail to let me know how proud he is of me.

Encouragement: He’s shown me that with hard work I can accomplish much.  He’s quite the cheerleader.

Respect: He respects my ideas and opinions and beliefs. Even when we disagree (which is not all that often, thankfully).

Experiences:  He’s taken me to the Final Four, a few US Open tournaments (golf), the World Series, Antarctica, but more importantly to my basketball practices, church on Sunday and annual shopping trips for Mom’s Christmas gifts (normally on the 23rd or 24th).

Education:  He encouraged me to go to a good college and not let my academics get in the way of my education.

Legacy: He’s leaving a legacy of the importance of putting Christ first in life as well as family and others.

Character:  He does the right thing and when he doesn’t he admits he’s wrong.

So yes, I am a Daddy’s Girl and proud of it.  He’s set the bar high!

I love you, Dad!

P.S.  You’d be so proud.  I wrote this post while watching the last few holes of this year’s US OPEN.  Thanks for instilling a love of sports in my life.  Here’s to finding you a 4th in 2010:)

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