This is Papa. I love that he takes just me to hockey games and buys me nachos and popcorn. I love that he tucks me in every single night. I also love how he laughs easily. He takes me on walks to the basketball court. He taught me how to shoot and pass a basketball there. What I don't love about him is that he always trips me on purpose if he's on the floor and I'm walking by him. He also body checks me in the freezer section at the grocery store. But I still love him. Happy Father's Day, Papa!
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