My Dad

Today, my dad is on my mind (obviously). My dad is my favorite person. He is funny, sarcastic, and firm. He drives me crazy half the time, but he's my dad- how could I not love him? He brought me my winter tires at work last week so that I could have them put on (and so that I would stop panicking). When he brought them over, it was the day after the Red Sox won the world series. The second he saw me he said, "Where's your Red Sox shirt?" And this is the perfect explanation of the person my dad is. He's a die hard fan of the things he loves, and he would do anything for his kids. I sure do love my dad.