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
Cute! I've loved your A-Z posts!
ReplyDeleteThank you! :-)
DeleteWhat? No photo! ;o)
ReplyDeleteI think I will glue in a mirror when I actually make the book.
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hey! only what, 2 more letters left?
ReplyDeletelol… yeah, never got into the actual list of letters in sequence and such
OK. You had me second-guessing myself. This is the day for Y, right?
DeleteYeah, right back at You!! Your Youthful Yongens with love the Alphabet-book for sure!
ReplyDeleteThanks. I hope so!
DeletePutting a mirror on the page is PERFECT!
ReplyDeleteIt just has to be that way, I think.
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