“Supernatural’s” Jared Padalecki wrote a letter to his kids that’s destroying us
Well, this is probably going to be the sweetest thing you’ll read all day — or maybe all year. Supernatural‘s Jared Padelecki wrote a letter to his kids, and it’s a clear indication that he’s an exemplary dad, to say the least.
Padelecki’s three kids mean the absolute world to him, and he isn’t shy about sharing his feelings. Just after Father’s Day, the father of three wrote a letter to his kids. His wife, Genevieve Cortese, was so moved by his words, she chose to share the letter on her blog.
And we’re so glad she did, because it’s truly beautiful.
Here’s our favorite part of Padelecki’s letter. Get ready to feel some feelings.
"dear tom, shep, and odette, i realize fathers day was supposed to be about…. well… 'fathers'… praising them and thanking them and making them feel needed and appreciated. but, as the 'father' in this relationship, i wanted to change things up a bit. specifically, i wanted to take this opportunity, after my FIFTH fathers day (and counting), not to say 'you’re welcome', but to say 'thank you'… you’ve woken me up earlier than a rooster would even CONSIDER crowing. you’ve given me sleepless nights where i thought you might NEVER, in fact, go back to sleep. you’ve peed on me, pooped on me, and vomited on me (though not always necessarily in that order). you’ve used me as a bean bag when i read to you. you’ve used me as a punching bag when i don’t. you’ve made me contort my body into 70 different positions in order to climb into the back seat and get your car seat buckled. you’ve coerced me into watching cartoons and animated movies over and over and over again… and over again. you’ve turned my trailer into a jungle gym. you’ve turned my office into a 'secret candy storage bunker'. you’ve turned my bed into a UFC octagon. you’ve turned my truck into a giant garbage and food crumb receptacle. you’ve made me stop whatever I’m doing so that i can go catch the lizard you just spotted outside. you’ve yelled at me to stop the car to chase the deer or squirrels that you spotted. you’ve made me chase YOU into the streets to get you back on the sidewalk! you’ve made me replace upholstery that you mistook for a blank canvas (though, in all fairness, it does kind of look like a blank canvas) you’ve reduced me to tears whenever i witness you in pain.
You can read the rest on Genevieve’s blog. And yes, you should grab a box of tissues.
