Here’s to the dads who make dinner.

Here’s to the dads who drop off, pick up, or do both.

Here’s to the stay-at-home dads.

Here’s to the dads who coach their kid’s soccer team when they really just wish they were kicking back on the sidelines.

Here’s to the dads who spend one weekend day at least half the year mowing and weed eating.

Here’s to the dads who sleep on the side of the bed closest to the door to protect their families.

Here’s to the dads who sleep in their kids’ beds when nightmares threaten.

Here’s to the daddy-daughter dancers.

Here’s to the dads who make the lunches and drop in an extra cookie.

Here’s to the dads who forgo golf for a day of back-to-school shopping.

Here’s to the dads who fill out mountains of school paperwork.

Here’s to the dads who pick up junk food on a snow day.

Here’s to the dads who work weekends.

Here’s to the dads who take out the dogs at midnight.

Here’s to the dads who do the grocery shopping.

Here’s to the dads who turn off Sports Center for SpongeBob.

Here’s to the dads who show their boys how to defend themselves in a politically correct time.

Here’s to the dads who help with homework.

Here’s to the dads who remember to give kisses all around when they get home.

Here’s to the dads who love their kids around the world and back.

And here’s to my kid’s dad, who does all of this and more. Thank you for being the most incredible dad I could have ever dreamed of for our lucky kid! We both love you to pieces!