Hey buddies, hope everyone is having a wonderful Sunday? Today is father’s day and so I decided to do a special post for MY DADDY.

I know everyone thinks they have the best dad in the world, I know everyone thinks they have the “strictest” dad in the world, I know everyone thinks they have the “funniest” dad in the world…

Lemme tell y’all something :

1) Put all the best dads in the world and you will get my Papa.

2) Put all the strict dads in the world and you will get my Papa.

3) Put all the FUNNY GUYS in the world and you will get my Papa. (He doesn’t even try hard in this area)

4) Put all the prayer warriors in this world and you will get my Papa. (How do you explain to someone that every morning your father prays for an hour or so. Praying for every single member of the family. Names. Precision. The future. Every single member of the family?)

That’s my PAPA.

I wish every soul in the universe will get to meet my Dad. Papa. Father.

He is a perfect imperfection. And whenever I look at him, I SEE GOD IN HIM.

How many father’s send messages of this sort to their children?

See photos below. I did a screenshot of some of the text messages he sends to me. SOME.





This last one really cracked me up. Like seriously? “You must be called to bar?”


And so DADDY, I’m not only going to be called to bar. I’m going to be a trailblazer. I’m going to crash through glass ceilings. I’m going to pave a clear way for my brother and my sisters. I’m going to put a smile on your face. I’m going to make you proud DADDY.

Imagine this kind of man raising 5 beautiful girls. Trust me, anybody would want to be with his daughters. Hahaha…

I want to be the woman my dad is. I have never seen such zeal in anyone, I have never seen such dedication. I have never seen such passion.

Most times we think he is over protective, I know it’s all coming from a caring heart. His motto is : THE HEART OF MAN IS DESPERATELY WICKED. I wouldn’t blame him. Our generation is a mess I must say.

Thank you daddy, for all those JAMB EXAM mornings you got up before us to make sure we were prepared.

For the way you arranged our files and documents in order.

For the extra lessons you paid for.

For the long prayers… Hahahaha!!!

…And the very long Saturday Morning Devotions. Lord!!!

Happy Father’s Day MY DADDY.

And to every single mother, HAPPY PARENTS DAY!!! (Is there any day like that?)

… And to all the very wonderful men in my life, I LOVE YOU ALL.

Adriel ©2015

A Daddy’s Letter To His Little Girl (About Her Future Husband)

This is like one of the “cutest” stuffs I have read.. I’m sure you will enjoy it, I came across it and thought to share it..

Written by daddy blogger and clinical psychologist Kelly Flanagan.

Dear Cutie-Pie,

Recently, your mother and I were searching for an answer on Google. Halfway through entering the question, Google returned a list of the most popular searches in the world. Perched at the top of the list was ‘How to keep him interested’.

It startled me. I scanned several of the countless articles about how to be sexy and sexual, when to bring him a beer versus a sandwich, and the ways to make him feel smart and superior.

And I got angry.

Little One, it is not, has never been, and never will be your job to ‘keep him interested’.

Little One, your only task is to know deeply in your soul — in that unshakeable place that isn’t rattled by rejection and loss and ego — that you are worthy of interest. (If you can remember that everyone else is worthy of interest also, the battle of your life will be mostly won. But that is a letter for another day.)

If you can trust your worth in this way, you will be attractive in the most important sense of the word: you will attract a boy who is both capable of interest and who wants to spend his one life investing all of his interest in you.

Little One, I want to tell you about the boy who doesn’t need to be kept interested, because he knows you are interesting:

I don’t care if he puts his elbows on the dinner table — as long as he puts his eyes on the way your nose scrunches when you smile. And then can’t stop looking.

I don’t care if he can’t play a bit of golf with me — as long as he can play with the children you give him and revel in all the glorious and frustrating ways they are just like you.

I don’t care if he doesn’t follow his wallet — as long as he follows his heart and it always leads him back to you.

I don’t care if he is strong — as long as he gives you the space to exercise the strength that is in your heart.

I couldn’t care less how he votes — as long as he wakes up every morning and daily elects you to a place of honor in your home and a place of reverence in his heart.

I don’t care about the color of his skin — as long as he paints the canvas of your lives with brushstrokes of patience, and sacrifice, and vulnerability, and tenderness.

I don’t care if he was raised in this religion or that religion or no religion — as long as he was raised to value the sacred and to know every moment of life, and every moment of life with you, is deeply sacred.

In the end, Little One, if you stumble across a man like that and he and I have nothing else in common, we will have the most important thing in common:


Because in the end, Little One, the only thing you should have to do to ‘keep him interested’ is to be you.

Your eternally interested guy,



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