Infant-me, sitting on the wood floor, looks up at my dad, who is sitting on a brown sofa and smiling down to me Here in the United States, it is Father's Day weekend. I did not realize until recently that Father's Day was not officially made a holiday until 1972. 1972! Now, while I realize that many people consider 1972 eons ago, I do not. I'm glad that fathers have a day of recognition now, because they surely deserve acknowledgement. I thought for this week's Ten Things of Thankful post, I would list ten lessons I'm thankful my dad taught me. My dad is a teacher. Not only did he impart his knowledge to countless junior high aged kids throughout his career, he taught--and still teaches--my siblings and me. He is not a preachy teacher; he's a humble man whose lessons I feel like I learned through osmosis. When he would get home from work, we'd all sit down as a family for supper. Often, our phone would ring, and on the other end of the line would be a paren
Living life with a thankful heart
Because it is not at my house, I can agree that it is beautiful. Great photos!
ReplyDeleteWow, that is a lot of snow! Just a dusting here. Gorgeous photos. Stay safe and warm.
ReplyDeleteOh wow Kristi, That's a lot of snow!!! How gorgeous your pictures are! Almost makes me wish we had some snow too.... Almost.....
ReplyDeleteHoley buckets, that is a LOT of snow!
ReplyDeleteSure glad that I didn't have to shovel that walkway. Your photos are wonderful.
Beautiful girl,reminds me of Colorado(oh yeah next door hahaha)I was there one winter,fell in love with it!Thanks for posting those pictures.
ReplyDeleteLovely, we live in Utah (outside of Ogden) and I'am Thankful for Seasons that change. Where were these taken?
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