My dad taught me how to ride a bike, drive a truck, swing a bat, dribble a ball, and shoot hoops.

He let me get muddy and scrappy and hang with the boys because that's what I wanted to do.

He didn't raise me to be a "good girl."

He raised me to be a cool human being.

In terms of badassness, he's led by example:

He's always been the coolest guy in the room.

Being able to call him "Dad" may be the greatest gift the world has thrown this girl's way.

Happy Father's Day Dad.