Happy Birthday Dad!

*Day 264*


This is my dad teaching Logan how to shoot a gun.

When I was a kid, I thought my dad was so cool. I remember regularly rattling off a list of things my dad had made to impress to friends and acquaintances. Now, I always think, "My dad could fix that." But, building and fixing things isn't the only cool thing about my dad. I love that as a dad he was so supportive of all his kids. When I was running track, he would come and watch me run. But, he would also sit in the stands and time my laps for me. He would come down after I ran and tell me where I slowed down. (It was always the third lap.) Even when I slowed down in the third lap, (and I always did) he was still proud of me. He is also a wonderful grandpa. I love to watch him with his grandkids. I love that he gets so excited to see Logan. (Except maybe after he's spent a whole week him, and Logan's been a pain, and we're all tired. But, that's understandable.) They love him so much. He teases Logan. Logan isn't always good at taking it, and sometimes he teases back too hard. But, he tells jokes that make us all giggle. Logan thinks he is so funny. In fact Logan and I want to dedicate some songs to my dad for his birthday.


Logan is teasing my dad back, by pinching him with the tongs.

Logan would like to dedicate the following song to Grandpa Breinholt:

Oh, say can you see
Any bedbugs on me?
They itch and they scratch
All over my back.

We would also like to dedicate this song. Grandpa sang it to Logan while we were on vacation. It was an instant hit. Logan asked him to sing it over and over again. The kids at daycare know this song now because Logan has sang it so much. (You need to read this with a country twang, because that is how I'm writing it. And it just sounds better that way.)

Rye whiskey, Rye whiskey
Wild women.
I'll drink when I'm thirsty,
And I'll live til I die.

Thanks to dad for teaching us these songs!

Thank you dad! We love you!