There once was a boy.
Who grew up.
And met a girl.
And they got married.
And had a baby.
And another one…
And another one….
And then the cutest one of all another.
I mean, really, how could you even stand all the cuteness?
Apparently, I couldn’t stand my brother the cuteness either.
These four children loved each other very much.
And the man took his family to live in Guatemala where they did neat things like ride motorcycles (and crash them occasionally)….
And where they made questionable fashion choices.
But most of all they listened to their daddy tell people about Jesus….
And they watched him get his feet wet and his hands dirty.
Because that’s what hands and feet that are given to Jesus are supposed to do.
And the children grew up.
And moved away….
But the girl still loved her Daddy.
Happy Birthday, Dad. I’m so incredibly proud to be your daughter.
Have a nice day.