Daddy is a protector

He’s Mr. make it happen when nobody else can

The man

Behind who I am

I was three when I knew

that there’s nothing that my dad wouldn’t do

for me

I was in my car seat

And he was trying to make it home

He couldn’t have known

That even then

I had really strong opinions

He took a route that took me out of my routine

Following a detour

Sure that his decision to stray

From the beaten path today

Wouldn’t affect me in any way

But to his surprise I screamed and cried

Mommy don’t go this way!

Say what?

Mommy don’t go this way!

And instead of doing what was easy

He turned around and sat in traffic to appease me

Then bragged to all his friends

About his genius three year old daughter that already knew her way home

Meanwhile he had shown me

That daddy

Without hesitation

Or reservation

Will always respond

When somethings wrong

I have someone to call on

And recall all of these memories with

Reminiscing on the anecdotes that tell the story of my childhood

Evoking laughter and providing a bit of background

On why I am who I am

How we’ve grown over the years

And why my dad’s just the best