After all the disappointment that you and I went through, you still love my dad.

Mom loved my dad, hated how he lived, his schemes, all the moving.

Dingo loved their dad; he just didn't want to tell stories in front of everyone.

I love my dad to death and I wouldn't want to see anything happen to him.

"Is your heart big enough to love both your real dad and me?"

I loved my dad and he wasn't even in the "old" category.

I loved my dad, of course, and thought it was great fun spending the morning with him like that.

If what happened to you was her fault, then it was okay to love your dad.

I've always loved and admired my dad, but in that two or three seconds he became immortal.

I think my mother loves my dad but she just can't understand him.