Father's Day

In honor of Father's Day, allow me to present the second part of my Instagram series.

I don't say this often enough, but Daddy, you were a really good father. Like Bill Cosby as Cliff Huxtable good. Growing up with you was fun. And it's only now that I'm older and can see kids around me who crappy dads that I can fully appreciate how awesome you were.

Also, there are certain life lessons that you bestowed on me that have served me well. Like being able to shoot a gun, change a tire and jump hay bails. (Inside family joke: Once, whilst running across a line of hay bails and screaming "Girls this is how you do it" Daddy wiped out hard, wedging himself upside down between bails. A tractor may or may not have necessitated his rescue.)

My dad taught me to be an independent women, insisted I get an education and provided seemingly endless ATM services, even after I an "adult." You guys are fucking awesome parents. And I'm really sorry about that particularly bad period in my life from age 18 to 21. Yowza! I was a total douchebag and I'm sorry. Thank you for not killing me and selling me for spare parts.

Happy Father's Day, Daddy. I love you more than you will ever know.

I call this one "Bearing of the Fruit."

There are many traits I inherited from you -- bad joints, crappy teeth, kidney stones. And my sense of humor/bullshit.

Ahh, this is my favorite. I call it: "I Should Have Used A Condom."

What's this? Married? No longer on your payroll? Nah. I'm the leech that never goes away.

All photos were edited with Instagram's Earlybird filter.