My dad is pretty awesome. I’ve always been Daddy’s Girl. I have more in common, both in looks and personality, with him than my mom. We’ve had our unfriendly moments, but for the most part, we get along great.
We have close to the same sense of humor. We’ll laugh at anything. I remember one year, when I was in college, I told him this joke:
“Why was 6 afraid of 7? Because seven ate nine!”
He laughed for minutes on end. We laugh at everything, but we’re not too quick to come up with witty responses. My mom and Samantha have that part covered. He and I are usually a step behind.
I get more of my features from him. I’m the only one with brown eyes to match his and my hair has the same texture as his (NOT A GOOD THING). My dad is kind of my hero. He came over to the USA when he was 17. He finished high school and college here and worked hard to give us a great childhood. He is now high up on the corporate ladder and he did it thanks to hard work. I find that to be amazing.
My sisters and I spent most of the day with him, watching his movies and looking at pictures from Iran. They were incredible. And he’s serious about trying to take us there. He wants us to meet our relatives over there, and especially our Great Grandmother.
After that, we walked to Jacobus Park to take some pictures with the new Canon 870IS camera he just got. We had a little too much fun!
After all that fun, we went to Hector’s for a yummy dinner on their patio. And got attacked by a water balloon. I kid thee not. We got drive-by water ballooned. My dad and one of the waiters went running after the truck, but couldn’t get a license plate number. Too bad. I didn’t even know what happened at first. It didn’t soak anyone, but it splashed our table and the table next to us. Ridiculous! I did some stupid, obnoxious stuff in my teen years, but never anything like that.
We went back to my dad’s place and watched the Tony’s for an hour. Samantha took me home at 8:00 so I could finish watching them with David. My family wasn’t too into it. David and I had a lot of fun squealing over people we recognized and have seen on stage before. And now of course, we want to go to New York City to see some of these shows. If you’re interested, I would recommend checking out some songs from Passing Strange or In The Heights, both very new, and bold musicals.
My dad tells me he really enjoyed his Father’s Day. And that’s what it was all about!