Happy Birthday Grandpa!

This is my tribute to my Dad on his birthday!

You'll never know how old he is, old enough to have a few gray hair, but still young enough to hike to the top of Mount Timpanogos and to relearn Japanese and to chase his 3 year old granddaughter. He'll never be to old to win a water fight....or to start one. He taught me that I bleed true Aggie blue and to strongly dislike the "zoo." (And that is something I will defend, USU may not have a great football team....but their basketball team rocks and the campus is beautiful and I LOVE LOGAN!) He taught me that some of the greatest moments in life are those that may never go noticed and that service never goes overlooked. That a little hard work never hurt anybody and that if you just go out a weed when it's still cool outside, it's not half as bad as in the middle of a July afternoon. And that it's a whole lot easier to do it right the first time, then to have to go do it again the right way. My dad taught me that family comes first and some of my favorite moments with my family come from long drives in the car. He also taught me the secret to a good roast....ha ha, you thought I was going to tell you, huh! I learned I can sit through anything, as long as Dad has treats in his pocket, and he always has treats in his pocket. Even Libbi has learned this, Grandpa always has a treat in his pocket and it's usually red licorice. I learned no matter how much you want to believe and how often you have tried it, you can't tip a cow, while they are sleeping (standing up) with just a few fingers. Tipping a cow is possible, but you are going to need a few people and it's not very nice. I love that my dad has taught Libbi to love pancake breakfasts, like he did with us girls and some times you just have to dance in the kitchen with your dad. Thanks for all the lessons learned, you are an amazing man!

Happy, Happy Birthday Dad! Here's to many more.