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Here’s to the girl dads.

Here’s to the guys who love hiking and fishing.

Who camp and build things with their hands.

Who have tattoos on their arms.

Here’s to the guy’s guys.

Who now hold little girls.

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Thanks for pausing the wrestling matches to conduct tea parties.

Thanks for babysitting baby dolls.

And letting tiny hands put polish on your big toes.

Here’s to the dads who watch princess movies.

And slow dance in the kitchen.

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The dads who helped take off training wheels.

Who tighten seatbelt straps.

And fasten car seats in.

Who hold hands when crossing the street.

Who have spent so many years right now learning to hold on and will spend the rest of their lives learning to let go.

You are building hearts with your construction hands.

And I know a little girl who thinks the world of you.

So here’s to the girl dads.

Who give so much beauty to the word dad.

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Here’s to the girl dads. Here’s to the guys who love hiking and fishing. Who camp and build things with their hands. Who have tattoos on their arms, Here’s to the guys guy, Who now holds a girl. Thanks for pausing the wrestling matches to conduct tea parties. Thanks for babysitting baby dolls, And letting tiny hands, Put polish on your big toes. Here’s to the dads who watch princess movies, And slow dance in the kitchen. You are building hearts with your construction hands. And I know a little girl who thinks the world of you. So here’s to the girl dads, Who give so much beauty to the word Dad. To read more from Heather follow I’m That Wife on Facebook. ‪

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Dr. Heather Thompson Day

Dr. Heather Thompson Day is an interdenominational speaker and contributor for Religion News Service, Newsweek and the Barna Group. She is also an Associate Professor of Communication at Colorado Christian University. She is passionate about supporting women, and runs an online community called I’m That Wife which has over 100k followers. Heather has been interviewed by BBC Radio Live, and believes her calling is to stand in the gaps of our churches for young people. She is the author of 6 books; including Confessions of a Christian Wife and How to Feed the Mediavore. She resides in Lakewood, Colorado with her husband, Pastor Seth Day, and their three children, London, Hudson, and Sawyer Day.

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