My Pops (aka DP, “The Fasha,”) is pretty rad. He picked up the phone today and yelled out “Happy Kids Day!” I guess he wouldn’t be a father without kids, so it’s technically true. Cheers to the guy who only drinks scotch neat, eats salads in the largest bowl he can find (from his leather red chair), is amazing at rhythmic gymnastics, and swims laps wearing a snorkel mask. I couldn’t ask for a wackier or more fun father. Happy Father’s Day to all!
*Note to self: Ask him for some ribbon dancing lessons. I’m going for gold.