Today is Father's Day, and I grew up with one heck of a father. Rather than write a long, sentimental post about how much I love my dad and why, I've written a list of some of my favorite memories:
- Reading The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe on my parents' bed in our old house
- the three things before bed
- practicing hitting in the front yard, and my dad constantly telling me to "watch the ball" (I never ever got good at this)
- dad's tea in a big glass, with lots of ice
- having to wait at the grocery store, movies, or wherever we went while dad talked to former students who stopped him
- how commercials were free reign - dad would tie my brother and me into knots or tickle us until we could say "I love you tickle monster"
- getting busted for throwing a battery at my brother in the truck (he ducked and it put a big dent in the dash)
- accidentally burning my dad with the s'more stick while camping
- long, long, long car trips
- "last again"
- getting in trouble for rushing through a prayer so we could eat, because I wasn't really thinking about being thankful, was I?
- my dad walking down to meet me at the middle school to tell me my brother had been suspended from school (I think he needed the walk to cool off)
- telling my dad that this guy (my now husband) had a crush on me and might ask me out, and him saying "Good. I think it's high time and he's a good kid."
- the prom speech
- my wedding day
- calling my dad when my car broke down -
- Dad: "What did your husband say?"
- Me: "I don't know, I didn't ask him."
- Dad: "Hang up, call your husband. He's the man in your life now." Click. Call husband.
- Me: "My car broke down. What do I do?"
- Husband: "I don't know - call your dad." Call Dad.
- Me: "He said to call you."
- Dad: "Okay - now I can help you."
- talking shop at the dinner table (much to the irritation of others present)
- watching my dad play with my son
- knowing I can call anytime, day or night, good or bad
I love you, Dad!
This is sweet!
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