My favorite memory of my Dad is what a great hands on father he was. My Dad played football with me, took me hunting, taught me how to shoot a gun…(I suppose I was his Tom-Boy!) There was this one day we were playing football in the yard and as I caught the ball, he lightly tackled me and started tickling me. He tickled me so much I peed on myself and him! We laughed so hard for like 30 minutes, we both were laughed to tears by it! We still talk about it when we chat. I haven’t been able to fly to go see my Dad in about four years…My hubby and I had another child, I stopped working to be a stay at home mom and we bought our first house. I would love this opportunity to be able to give my Dad a hug AND a kiss!
