dads that rock.

just thought i’d write a short post today regarding what i saw which i thought was absolutely sweet. it put a smile on my face, and it made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. i saw this 2 mornings ago just as i was getting back home.

the car rolled to a stop right in front the gate of the school. the small boy rubbed his tired eyes and let out a long sigh. he unbuckled his seat beat and leaned forward. his father gently put his hand on his son’s outstretched forehead giving him a tiny pat. “off you go to school now son, i’ll always be right behind you.” the small boy smiled his cutest and out of the car he went. the father then did a u-turn and off he went.

lucky kid.

that made me think of my days when i was younger, when my dad would get up at 620am every morning just to send me and my younger brother to school. how we didn’t manage to see it then, that despite the fact that he always worked late nights, my dad never failed to drag himself out of bed to get us to school.

so i guess, in front of all who still come by (I think my dad occasionally pops by too), i just want to say “thanks dad, you rock.”