Because he loves me.

One very EARLY, cold and dark morning this week, there was a surprise knock at my back door.  I thought maybe one of the seminary kids forgot something important, 

when what to my wondering eyes should appear 

but a right jolly-old-elf carrying this:

He knows me.

He loves me.

He drove 45 minutes in the cold and dark to deliver an entire days' worth of dessert.

To me!

This is where the bridge of father-daughter relationships has been crossed.

He becomes my friend.

The Prophet Joseph Smith taught that friendship is among the fundamental principles of our faith.

It is designed "to revolutionize and civilize the world."

Thanks, Dad.

You ROCK my world.

P.S. I ate two-and-a-half donuts and a heathen-sized portion of trifle before the day was done.