Rad Dad

It is pretty obvious to everyone that my dad has long legs. And arms. And is just a long man in general. General Longman. Anyhoo, he consistently uses his exceptionally long legs to take me out on walks and hikes, but my favourite long-legged skill is when he does long-legged dancing or frog jumps.

Now, onto his arms. His arms have such spectacular length, that he is able to place my carseat perfectly in the car while keeping his head outside the vehicle. I'll give you a moment to imagine this. His superior skill at carseat-placement-and-removal is especially helpful to mom when her back is sore for heaving all EIGHTEEN pounds of me around all the time.

Looking ahead to when I perfect my dad-climbing moves (similar to tree-climbing moves), Dad's tallness is going to be awesome. I am so looking forward to releasing my inner monkey and crawling all over him! From his shoulders I will be able to see everything and I just know he is going to love carting me around atop his shoulders. 

I guess what I am saying is that my dad is tall. Oh, And radical.  Sooooo radical. He is so enthusiastic about hanging out with me and gets so excited when I smile or laugh or sit. When was the last time someone got teary when YOU laughed? I know, I know, I'm really lucky. I'm lucky that my dad is so radical.  Here's a few pics from his first Father's Day.