It’s my dad’s birthday today! I could talk about how he’s his grandson’s absolute favorite person, or about how strong and handy he is, or about how he lives by The Cowboy Code, or about how he has so much knowledge about so many things, but instead I will thank him for raising me without once casting doubt on my ability to do anything because I was a girl.
Since I’ve been lucky enough to find a feminist to date in Doc, I’ve been thinking about where I got the expectation that I wouldn’t be humored or dismissed because of my gender, and it goes straight back to how my dad treated me growing up. So thanks, Dad. And happy birthday!
This picture isn’t about raising strong daughters. But it IS about plaid shirts and Christmas cookies, and it’s too great to not post.