Let me show you why I am the Best Daughter EverTM to the Best Dads EverTM this Fathers' Day.
I was the first reason to start celebrating and moving the hyphen on Fathers' Day in the Lahey-McCall-Argent household.
Speaking of, have you seen my fathers? If not, they're pretty awesome. Here they are:
Scott and Isaac are the best dads a girl could ask for. They're sweet, saucy, caring, loving, goofy, inspirational, and overall good at their jobs. They didn't have to be dads, but they've set the bar SO HIGH for everything. Plus, they're always there when I need it (whether it's to hold my hand when S's digging a bullet out of my clavicle or sneaking treats to me when I'm supposed to be training), and I know I speak for all of the litter when I say how proud we are to be yours. (And X/X would agree that I'm the favourite.)
And for starting this tradition and carrying it over here. No matter the time-traveling nonsense and age skewing, you're still my dads and deserve a breakfast of noncounterfeit waffles and beermosas for breakfast :)