Happy Birthday, Dada!
As the title of this blog entry suggests, it’s true. The apple reaaaaaaally doesn’t fall far from the tree.
Whether its our shared sense of fashion…
Our big eyes…
The obsession we have for fossil hunting…
Or our lame–I mean HILARIOUS sense of humor…
Truly, I am my father’s daughter.
I could honestly go on and on regaling tales of our hundreds of adventures together, but they all merely illustrate exactly the same thing:
My Dada is the best.
Happy Birthday, Dada. You may be one year older, but you haven’t changed a bit.
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August 2, 2010 at 8:47 am
momma whang
He is also the best husband in the whole wide world.
August 2, 2010 at 11:09 am
Dada
Honorable daughter, you ruined what little reputation I had left… 2funny!