My Magnificent Mia!

How many 3 year old kids would grab onto
that lunker?

It ain't often that I get on my blog and straight up brag about my kids, but tonight is that night.  My third daughter Mia is my inspiration.  This little kid just isn't quite like any other kid I have fathered or met.  She is just pure happiness and fun.  Maybe it is the whole third time is a charm thing, but the kid just lights up a room when she walks in.  She is smart as a whip, and has a great sense of humor, and is outgoing.  She is really the type of person that can make a great big difference in a world like ours.  Another thing that inspires me about this little 3 year old whirlwind is just how tough she can be.  The other day I was out in the yard splitting wood, and Mia was playing on the swing set, occasionally coming over to cheer me on when a knotty old piece of oak might be vexing me.  Any way, I was keeping a loose eye on her as she was swinging and I noticed her fall right over backwards and land straight onto her head.  She was still moving, and I didn't hear the trademark scream that comes with a hurt kid, so I didn't rush in to check on her, I just watched.  The little bugger got up, shook herself off, and jumped right back on.  I know it had to hurt, but she just pressed on instead of making a scene.  I take no credit for the way this kid turned out.  I am of the mind that we have about 20% control over our kids personality.  The rest is simply innate.  I must say that my little Mia is innately one of the greatest joys of my life.

My kids are all so special to me, and the each hold a special place in my heart.  Abby is my first, sort of like a soulmate.  We still read together every night, and we hold a devotion to each other that I believe is uncommon.  Each of us will do things for each other that nobody else would bear.  She even laid under my truck with me the other day and helped me change a brake line from start to finish - boy did that bring back memories of my childhood.  Ailey is my little partner in crime.  The kid looks like me, acts like me, laughs like me.  We are carbon copies, which sometimes makes for some feisty arguments and head butting, but we truly love each other for our commonality.  My Mia is simply the smile on my face, the joy in my heart, and my elixir to the daily grind.  Thank God for them all, but tonight I thank God for my third, the Magnificent Mia!

Much Love,

Your Wacky Dad