Moments With my Dad

The first memories I have with my Dad start when I was about three-years- old. In honor of his birthday, Monday, April 24th, I would like to share with you a special memory for each year of my life. This list reminds me how important it is to take time for the people we love. My Dad has blessed my life with so many wonderful moments and memories…and many more to come!

Age 3- I sat with my Dad on the riding lawn mower and helped him cut the grass.
Age 4- My first ring was given to me by my Dad. Every once in a while he would smoke a cigar and give me the paper ring, which I proudly wore on my finger.
Age 5- We’d work to make an audio tape for my grandparents each Christmas. My Dad ran the mic and gave us ideas of what to sing. He’d even interview us.
Age 6- My Dad called me his “helper.” I was his electrician apprentice. I followed him around the house “helping” him with projects.
Age 7- We went fishing at Coval Creek. We got up very early. We bought minnows and worms. Dad baited the hook for me.
Age 8- We’d dance to my sisters’ piano and organ music. He taught me the box waltz.
Age 9- He set up a CB radio that my sister and I would talk to him on during his ride home from work. His CB name was The Happy Hobo. I was Charmin. 10-4.
Age 10- We played PIG and HORSE in the driveway. He was so good at basketball. I wasn’t.
Age 11- He taught me how to play Euchre.
Age 12- He was one of my biggest fans, cheering and encouraging me at my volleyball games.
Age 13- He wrote me notes encouraging me, which I would find on the kitchen counter in the morning before school.
Age 14- He asked the questions that every good parent should, to make sure I was safe and making good choices.
Age 15- He took me to the HS parking lot to teach me how to drive. He was so patient and supportive…and brave.
Age 16- He’d celebrate with me during the volleyball victories and cheered me up when I was disappointed with my performances.
Age 17- He took the time to get to know Jason when he first came around. This meant a lot to me.
Age 18- We’d go for after-dinner swims together in the pool.
Age 19- He’d check my car to make sure it was safe as I drove to junior college. He tried hard to teach me all I need to know about car maintenance. I was a tough student.
Age 20- He saved quarters for my laundry at college. Every time I came home he had a stack for me, along with a bunch of pop to bring back to school with me.
Age 21- He always encouraged me in my schooling!
Age 22- He walked me down the isle on the happiest day of my life and danced with me at our wedding reception.
Age 23- He made “Cowgirl” chili for us girls who couldn’t stand the heat of the “Cowboy” chili.
Age 24- We went on a road trip together to TX.
Age 25- We enjoyed the lake view and fireworks in Madison together.
Age 26- We squeezed in some late night Euchre with chips and salsa.
Age 27- We laughed together watching Little Rascals and playing with my nieces and nephews together.
Age 28- We worked together to set up and take down, for my sister’s bridal shower.

Even though I was the 4th daughter, I have always felt like my Dad’s princess. Thanks for all of these wonderful memories, Dad! Happy Birthday!