Next in line on my “kids I’m thankful for” list is my one and only daughter. Starting with the moment when I delivered her at home because no one else was around, I knew she would be pretty special.
When I say “special” I don’t mean that kind of “special”. She’s hilarious and clever and smart. She’s the one who will pose with me with our trademark open-mouth smiles.
She’s the one who will agree to a bubble-gum-eating contest just because we’re having a slow day.
She’s my board gaming partner, and she dishes out the smack talk just as much as I do. She’s beautiful and kind and spiritual. It was fun to hang out with her all summer and know I could say “let’s grab some pizza at Rosa’s” and she’d be all in.
Everyone needs a Kyra in their life. Every dad needs a girl who, even though she’s 22, still calls me “daddy”.