He didn't start out as a dad. He was a kid once, and had adventures in high school and college and lived in Japan for lots of years. I'm sure he had a somewhat fulfilling life before his brilliant kids came into the picture, but that's for another post.
One day he became a dad. Actually 4 times he did. He learned to balance studying and work and church callings and marriage, and then suddenly he had these super amazing kids he had to make time for, too.
Even if we were arguing (which probably never happened), dad never got mad (okay, his face turned red and he looked like he was yelling, but he had such a quiet voice that the louder he tried to shout, the quieter his voice got) he would give us The Look. The one where he tips his chin down a little and raises his eyebrows as his eyes boor into our souls. And it totally worked -- I hated disappointing him.
His hard-earned days off went toward father-daughter activities, and scout camps, and talent-filled piano recitals. And his hard-earned money all went to braces for his 4 attractive kids, perms (lots of perms)(not usually for him, but for the three females in the house who succumbed to the perm) and the aforementioned talent-filled piano lessons. And while other dads might have read a book or watched sports or wrestled alligators, all of his spare time went to helping his exceptionally brilliant oldest daughter not fail math (which is where a lot of The Look had to come into play...).
We're so lucky to have you in our life. I love you dad <3