In honor of Fathers Day I am going to share five childhood memories about my dad.
Pardon my brother’s head in the foreground 🙂
- I was a daddy’s girl. I would do anything he did when I was young. Mom said I was in the shop with dad when he was working on a tractor once, and when I saw him wipe his greasy hands down the front of his jeans, I immediately wiped my grungy little hands down the front of my dress!
- I grew up on a dairy farm and daddy did the milking. On our birthdays he let us get up and go milk with him in the morning. When we were young getting up at 5am to “help” Daddy was pretty cool.
- We always loved it when mom needed him to run to the store for an ingredient for dinner, because he would come back with ice cream also. Mom said he had an “ice cream deficiency”!
- Because of farming he was really strong, I thought my daddy was the strongest man on earth. As kids we would ask him to “make a ghostie-under-a-blanket” (making a muscle under his shirt sleeve) and when he did, we would laugh and laugh!
- Daddy loved to scare us, he would hide in the bushes and when we walked by he would jump out at us! Problem is, after awhile it got so that if we heard rustling in the bushes, (or wherever) we would laugh and run find him 🙂 I think he was disappointed that he couldn’t scare us any more!
So there are 5 fun childhood memories of my daddy. Do you have any fun memories?
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I love this, so sweet. Thank you for sharing!
Oh wow, an old, old memory just popped into my head about my dad. My dad is also pretty strong and when my brother and I were younger we used to play “train” by each sitting on one of his feet and holding on to his leg and having him walk around. It was so much fun and we kept wanting to do it way past when we were too big and heavy for him to be able to. Thanks for making me remember, I love that memory!
How fun Jessi, we used to do that with dad too!
Love this! I would say my main memories of my dad were his creative interests and how he is much of the reason why I have a love for music and a love of creating as an adult. He liked to play all types of music on the record player and my earliest music memory is of him playing reggae (Bob Marley) music and I was about 4 and would march around the dining room table singing out the lyrics at the top of my lungs. I also remember him singing the “3 little birds” song on that record and esp. the part that said “don’t worry about a thing..cause every little thing is gonna be alright :)”. By the third grade we wrote a children’s book together that we would like to get published someday. That was another neat memory of good time spent together writing a silly story about a pig and laughing. Even as an adult he continued to influence me, as in my 20’s he took up guitar again. I always thought it would be cool to play, but it looked too hard to me so he bought me a ukelele with a teach yourself to play book. Well I got on to that, and with the knowledge I gained on playing the uke , was able to pick up his acoustic guitar and play my first song. When he saw I could play he gave me his solid cedar “Seagull” guitar and got a different one for himself to play. I am grateful for a dad that encouraged and made some of those dreams and talents possible! I also appreciate the dorky music sessions we have now together when we play uke or guitar as a pair. 🙂
OOh and I just thought of one more when I read the comments above by another poster. We didn’t do the “train” thing, but daddy used to dance with me and let me stand on his feet while he moved me around the floor. I am sure this one is a classic that lots of little girls have done with their daddy’s and I remember what great fun it was! I had forgotten that until I read the above post! Great memories..
Such fun memories Bekah! Glad you stopped by today 🙂
I am too…you got me thinking about all the good things of my dad. Thanks!
My favorite memory is the stories of when he was a boy. My papa is 93 years old, still loves to tell those stories and I still love listing to him and asking questions. They never changed in contest over the years either. Lots of interesting stories about “riding old dolly (his horse) standing up”, “lightening striking the phone line (which was the top wire on the barb wire fence)”, his “worst christmas ever”. There was always a lesson with them too.
I think at one time one of my Aunts was going to write them all down. Don’t know if she ever did.
Great memories! I do have some fun memories with my dad, a few of them are similar to yours. I use to love helping my dad in the shop and he used to try to scare us when we were younger as well. He used to tell great stories when we were younger too. My parents had this old wagon wheel that they had turned into a light fixture hanging over their bed and he would tell these big elaborate stories about how he got it and the story always changed but we loved them (& believed them at the time.. haha). He makes up stories for my daughter now when we get to visit, which isn’t often, but they are still fun to hear.
xoxo,
Melissa
How fun! I love hearing all of your memories 🙂
AW! What a sweet post! Happy Father’s Day to your dad!
Thanks Kassi 🙂
Thankyou for sharing I dont have any fun memories that pop up for me about my dad but I know what my daughter will of her dad and that is all that matters that fun memories are made for my daughter with her daddy and for that Im forever thankful for having a great husband who is a wonderful dad!
This was sweet Kendra. I hope your father had a wonderful Father’s day. I remember tinkering in the garage with my dad too.