Happy 50th Birthday, Dad!

Oh, Tuesday…we meet again. How is it the weekends just go by so fast?

I have a confession to make…I haven’t jogged since I posted that video last Wednesday. I woke up on Saturday morning {my next day to run} sick again. I had just finished a round of antibiotics from the sinus infection I had over Christmas break and felt good for all of three days and the same sinus junk is back again.

I’ve blown my nose approximately 739 times this weekend and still have so much snot in my head. TMI? Maybe. I just don’t even know how it’s possible to still have this much congestion!

But I’m not here to talk about sickness and snot.

I’m here to talk about my sweet Dad and wish him a happy 50th birthday!

Technically, his birthday was yesterday but I was busy getting the house ready for a little birthday dinner.

While I had to resist the urge to go all out, I kept it simple with a banner and some black balloons, of course!

Thinking hard about a birthday wish.

The girls read him their cards.

Mimi had to help decipher Taylor’s spelling.

And of course, opened his gifts!

Hampton partied too hard.

I don’t say this nearly enough but I’m extremely blessed with two wonderful parents. My dad is the epitome of goodness and kindness. He is the wisest person I know and the first person Cory and I go to when making a big decision. He is dependable, passionate, and disciplined {he rides 300 miles on a bicycle every year!}. He would give you the shirt off his back, has a heart for missions and travel, but also has a strong desire to better our community. Most importantly, he is madly in love with Christ and his walk with the Lord is so inspiring. I’m continuously amazed at how much my dad has on his plate {owns a business, goes to school, church, Barnabas X, raises a family} and he does it all with grace.

I’m so very thankful that God chose him to be my father. Happy birthday to the first man that ever told me he loved me!