Our "d-a-double-d dad" is an extremely loving father who absolutely loves his kids. He's never afraid to show his affection by biting, tickling, and torturing. He is very supporting with all of our sports and activities. He never missed one of his sons games in any sport and was never afraid to give a little coaching, regardless if he know anything about the activity or sport being played. He taught good morals and how to work hard. His infamous tag lines became a part of us. "Trying is what they do in the special Olympics, don't try do", "Don't ever say can't", "you only have to tell the truth 100 percent of the time. Other than that you don't have to" were often part of the daily lectures we all received. He had a deep seeded love for his "little chickens" (his little girls). Every single night without fail, when he came home he would slam the door so everyone heard then he would clap his hands one time and say "where wasa ma....(kid)" and the the little girls would come running from where ever and whatever mess they were making to give they're dad a hug and a kiss. He adored his little girls with loving nicknames like midgets, 25 pounder, 28 incher, turds nuggets....etc. Almost every weekend he would get everyone together to go do a family activity which despite his best efforts usually ended in tears and a whipping. However looking back they were some of the funnest times as well. Rules never really applied to father, he's the exception to all the rules. So we always got to do things that nobody else got to. The kids were taught a deep respect for their father and father made sure that the respect given to him should be doubled for the respect they give their mother.
