Dear Appa,
You make us proud, sometimes.
You are funny, sometimes.
You are always right, sometimes.
You are better than mommy, sometimes.
You make the best sandwiches, sometimes.
You make us food and drinks, so we don’t starve. (And sometimes you make yourself a drink, too.)
You say yes to frozen lemonades and Mango Hurricanes, sometimes.
You say yes to extra screen time, sometimes.
You are a fun Appa, sometimes.
You are very caring, and you make us have so much fun like going to Canada’s Wonderland.
You help me do homework and help me spell words.
You are special because you cheer me up when I am sad.
You get mad at us if we get in a fight, but that’s okay because we did something wrong and you will always be there for me, Zoey and Emma.
Some days you get mad on the road.
Some days you’re not in the mood to play Mario Kart with us.
Some days your dad bun is a mess, your dad bod isn't in the best shape, and you don’t feel your best.
Some days you’re a do-it-all super dad, and other days you’re just super tired of it all.
Even the best dads have bad days and need to rest, and that's okay.
Our Father reminds us that you are, and always will be, a son first.
And that man shall not live on bread (or even the best sandwiches) alone, but on every word.
Seek Him first for the rest of your days, and you will be forever fed, filled, and loved.
Happy Father’s Day! You are the best Appa ever.
Keep working, taking care of us, eating healthy and being a good Appa.
You feed us, teach us, lead us, guide us, encourage us, protect us, heal us, and love us.
Keep pursuing your Father, as He has, and always will, love you first.
Even though you only make us proud sometimes, we are even prouder to call you our Appa, today and always.
Love,
ZER
