to my Dad, whose heart is as big as his smile, who will always correct my grammer and who loves my mother still.
to my Sweet Man, who jumped into this thing called Parenthood with me . Who cooks, cleans and knows how to fix a toilet. And who would give me the moon if I asked, and who loves me still.
Thanks honey! I love you. I would do my best on the moon, but if you wanted to pick out two somethings a little lower, that would be fine too.
Just lovely. What true life is all about. Happy Fathers Dy.
That's GRAMMAR, sweetie. I correct spelling, too. LOL — love you!