I have been so blessed to have wonderful men in my life.

My Daddy is seriously the best daddy a girl could have ever had. Some of my favorite memories of my Daddy are from when he would take me to the stock car races. The track was dirt, and Daddy let me wear some super cool goggles so the dirt didn't get in my eyes. He always bought me a licorice rope, which was a HUGE treat, and once I even won a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles t-shirt. We'd sit on those hard bleachers, being sprayed with dirt, and watching the cars go round and round and I'd feel like the most special girl in the world sitting there next to my daddy. I love that man.

Another very important dad in my life is Ray. He is such a great daddy to our kids. When I watch him rough house with the boys, or paint Megan's fingernails, or sing to his Kaybelle, I just know that these kids are going to grow up feeling just as loved by their daddy as I did. I love that man.

And I'd be remiss if I didn't mention a dad that I never actually knew. Ray's dad died before Ray and I met, but he's definitely a special man in my life. I know that Ray is the man he is today because of his father's influence. And although I didn't know him, I still love that man.

And I also have to mention my two grandfathers. My Grandpa Edwards died when I was pretty little, but I can still remember sitting on the back of his chair and "fixing" his hair. He was so tolerant of us, and I know he loved us so much. And then there is my Grampa Cobb. Oh the memories I have of him. Grampa LOVES ice cream, and when we went to his house, he would always make us homemade ice cream. It took what seemed like an ETERNITY to a little girl, but when the paddles came out of the ice cream machine, it was heaven. He always let us take spoons to the paddle, and would always sneak us a little extra even after we were supposed to be done. I love those men.

I'm so appreciative of all of the dads in my life. God has truly blessed me.