Father's Day

The kids, completely on their own, wrote a candy bar poem for Dave for Father's Day.   When Taylor & Dave left to go to the range, Lauren used the time wisely and wrote out the poem . . . 

It was LONG . . . she worked hard!

It said, "Dear Dad,  Happy Father's Day!  You're one hot tamales of a guy and we just wanted to let you know that your 3 musketeers appreciate you.  You are so tall that not only do you reach the sky, you can touch the starburst too!  But it takes a smarties  of a dad to reach that high, even if you are as tall as a mountain.  Lucky for us, you are xtremely smart!   We love that you don't have to be the Mr. Goodbar and that we can always have an almond joy time with you.  You always know just what to say to make us snickers so hard we end up roloing on the floor laffy taffy.  We also love that you  lead us warheads into battle every Sunday against M&M to try to miss church.  If we were you, we would be going skittles if mom told us we had to go to church on Father's Day!  Instead, we would be shooting at the range.  Unfortunately, you are not the cool kit kat in the shooting department.  That title goes to the guy with the bazooka.  We would tell you to get one but we're afraid that your butterfinger will slip on the trigger and you'll end up one sour patch kids down.  Just kidding!  You have ice breaker shooting skills, always blowing your target into reese's pieces; even if you do look like a nerds while your shooting.  If you could have a dollar for every book you have read, then you would have 100 grand.  But that's not how the world works.  If you want a pay day you have to work for it; so not only do you have 100 grand, you have a million.  It drives us gobstoppers when you let on rips in our air heads.  The smell is so bad that it's going to make us go bald even faster than you.  That is why as soon as we turn 18, we're going to twizzlers out of here.  Lauren and Taylor think it's hilarious when you twix Carter so that he ends up screaming like a baby ruth and jumps so high that he reaches the milky way. Carter doesn't think it's funny.  But what we love most about you, is that through all the pop rocks in the road, you are always there to give us hugs.  You help scrape the gumballs off our shoes so we can become the best that we can be.  So have a tootsie roll of a Father's Day because your a popcorn  of  a dad.

Love your little jelly beans,

Taylor, Carter, & Lauren"

I was so impressed and Dave loved it!

We had Dave's favorite for dinner . . . 

cooked by my favorite . . . 

It was a good day!

 

 We hope y'all had a Happy Father's Day!