Dear Daddy,I asked Momma to write this for me….because…well, lets face it, I am smart but not smart enough to read and write before I am two. So, Momma said she would do it…tell you how I feel. She knows too! She is a girl just like me and loves girls enough to know their hearts. So she is going to tell you, even in adult words, just how much I love you.
Daddy, I know you know this a little bit, and will know it more as I grow, but girls love to be loved. You are so good at loving me! I anxiously await your coming home at night because I know you will drop everything when you walk in the door, just to play with me. You play like a child, just like me! Your imagination and games always make me giggle. You can play forever…unlike most grown-ups. You are special Daddy. You tell me how much you love me all the time. I will never get tired of hearing this Daddy. You whisper that I am beautiful….but even when you whisper, I hear you. Those words will shape me. Those words will be etched upon my little girl heart and I will need to hear them even more as I grow. You make me feel like a Princess,
You are such a hard worker Daddy. In a grown up world that has become different than what Jesus intended, you still hold to the value systems of worth. You are teaching me by example already. And I am so proud of you Daddy.
You are a believer! You still believe in right and wrong, black and white, good and evil and you never waiver. I am watching Daddy. And you are teaching me things the grown up world has forgotten. Thank you.
So many little girls don’t even have fathers. I know how much my Jesus loves me by looking to you. He did not give me a father, he gave me a Daddy that loves me and protects me and honors me and forgives me. He gave me a Daddy that looks like Him! I would say that I am lucky, but Momma says the word is blessed. So I am blessed Daddy. You are the best Daddy on earth and Momma says you are doing what God made you to do. I am so glad! He made you to be my Daddy and nothing else matters. Happy DADDY day!
I love you bunches and bunches,
Abby Kate














