His Day is Everyday
…at least, when he’s home for vacation
1. I am required to cancel other meetings and appointments (unless it’s work) if he wants to go out
2. I am not allowed to complain why I am being dragged out of my bed so early in the morning (not my usual wake up time) just so he can have breakfast with everyone. (He wakes up super early to take his morning jog).
3. I have to bear all the rackets and noise inside the house, again every single morning, as his way of saying ‘good morning’ to everyone.
4. I have to display a strong amount of patience in teaching him how to use the internet (he’s particularly fond of downloading and watching YouTube).
5. I have to be very extra nice to my little brother (haha just kidding).
6. I have to clean my room everyday, and make sure to spray air freshener, because he’s that sensitive and conscious with sanitation.
7. I can’t just go home very late at night and not have a valid excuse.
Daddy and Irish 
Lastly,
I need to tone down and bear in mind that he gets jealous when my other guy is around, and that he still thinks of me… as his little girl.
His Gift
They went out for father’s day but I had to work that morning so I wasn’t able to join them. I did, however, get him his gift for that day.
I went home Sunday around 3am from our technical rehearsal, got dressed, grabbed any paper bag in my room, put my gift in it and left the bag on their room’s doorstep.
Tadda! Swiss Army Knife for the Daddy. Nuff said, he loved it and I’m glad he did. We love you!
