I remember when I was around 10 or 12 years I tried to make chocolate chip cookies for my Dad. I am no baker. As soon as the cookies were taken out of the oven, I removed them from the cookie sheet. Those of you who are bakers probably cringed at that last line. The cookies literally crumbled.
I handed a plate of cookies that had taken the shape of a mountain (wonder power twins…activate!) to my wonderful father, not expecting him to be able to eat any of it.
My Dad did not hesitate…he requested a fork and dug right in!
I love you Dad…Happy Birthday to the absolute best Father in the World!!!
The funny poem:
Turning 61 Advantages
All of your favorite movies are now re-released in color.
At 61, before crossing a room you look both ways.
At 61, you realize that you were built for comfort, not speed.
At 61, your idea of weight lifting is standing up.
At 61, conversations with people your own age often become a duel of ailments.
At 61, it takes longer to rest than it did to get tired
The mushy poem:
A little girl needs her daddy To love her with manly charm, To soothe her when she’s hurt,
And keep her safe from harm.
A girl needs her dad
To show her a man who’s good, To help her make right choices,
As only a father could.
A woman needs her father
Just to be aware,
He’ll always be there for her
To sustain her and to care.
You’ve been all these things, Dad.
I hope that you can see
How much I treasure you;
You mean everything to me.
By Joanna Fuchs