I am stealing/borrowing/copying (take your pick) this idea from byebyepie's blog .

Dear Dad,

I might have made one or maybe two mistakes over the years that I should apologize for. So here you go...

I apologize for college...in general. That covers a lot of sins. I am particularly sorry about that time I got brought home in the back end of a police car. Embarrassing...yeah, sorry about that.

I'm sorry about the Christmas I taught sweet Nickle your real name and taught her to call you only by that name and convinced everyone in the family to write To: _____________ on the gift tags. Although I did (okay, still do) get a lot of amusement out of that little prank I realized you saw absolutely no humor in it. Notice I learned my lesson and did not put your real name on the blog...even though it's anonymous.

Sorry I quit basketball to be a cheerleader. I know you really hated that. I really hated basketball.

I am sorry I threw out your golfballs and took some of your quarters. Did you know I did that? Technically it wasn't wrong since Mom gave me permission. But we kept it to ourselves and now the guilt is getting to me. So, it was me Dad, sorry.

I have the greatest Dad on the planet. He is the calmest, kindest, wisest man I know. I am so blessed! Love ya, Dad!!

And boy, am I greatful he doesn't read my blog...cause some things are better left in the past...like the name escapade. He still does not see the humor.