Happy Birthday, Dad....one day late.
Why my dad is the best ever (a collection of memories in celebration of dad's birthday)No one can quite do the dead man's float like my dad. It never fails. He gets into the water and soon enough is face down and still. According to Aunt Beth he has been doing this since childhood.
He plays a mean game of hands. (Hands is the game where you slide your hands under the door and let the old blind sea captain who lives upstairs slap them. Great fun. I don't think it ever occured to them that maybe the old blind sea captain was scared and perhaps was slapping in self defense. It is a little creepy to have little hands sliding underneath your door).
He came to parent day in 3rd grade. Everyone else brought their moms (except Alayna Pitts, who also brought her dad), so they all had to play girly games. Meanwhile, we played basketball with Alayna Pitts and her dad. Our dads were lifting us up to slam dunk it, etc, and everyone else looked up from hopscotch and jumprope with envy.
He didn't care when the little kids he was driving back and forth to church events got headlice in the car. (It may have been mom who disinfected the car, though)
He baby-sat for Natalie with minimal incident (the bruise on her forhead from where she bashed her head in faded after a couple of days).
He does the best bird calls ever. (Nate, do you remember "jib jib jib"?)
He does a great job faking heart attacks. So good, that we'll never actually believe him if he does have one. The one time where we thought he might be having a heart attack, he rode home on his bike from the bus garage rather than letting anyone know he felt ill.
He makes a great apple cake. Its only happened once in my life, but it was really delicious. Seriously.
While we're on the subject of food, he makes the best waffles.
Anyway, if you have a good memory of dad (or a silly one) feel free to share. And no one even discusses the time he pulled me out of the muddy field.
posted by gretchenjohnson @ 12:47 AM
2 Comments:
You can't stop dad's left hand hook shot....
I HAVE NEVER EVER BEAT HIM AT ANY GAME, BUT I AM STILL HOPING I WILL BEFORE THE END TIMES. MAYBE WHEN HE GETS SENILE AND OLD, I WILL HAVE A CHANCE, HUGH?!
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