So anyway, I think Dave’s birthday is sometime in July. I’m posting this HaPpY BiRthDaY today so I won’t run the risk of forgetting to wish it his way. I’m clever like that.
Dave was born thirty-five years ago just in time for lunch, and he’s never missed one since. At least, that’s what Dave’s dad used to say. This reminds me of my 8th grade History teacher, Mr. Taylor, who used to say, “Call me anything but late for dinner,” which has little to do with Dave’s birthday, except that Dave was a 10 pounder, and he probably looked like a baby who had never missed a lunch and was never late to dinner.
When asked what her favorite thing about her dad was, Kammi, age 6, said, “He’s smart and I love him, and he always plays tickle fights with me. Well, not always, but sometimes.”
Zach was not available for comment, but the puppet Zach which I have on my hand said (in a falsetto voice), “I like Dad because he plays catch with me and stuff and buys me donuts.”
Know what I like about Dave? Here’s the short list:
He always takes out the trash at my mom and dad’s house.
I said I wanted a fridge full of soda in the bedroom, and he put one in there.
He gets up and goes to work every day.
He thinks purple and blue are the same color.
He gets up early on Saturday and makes everyone breakfast, and then he eats it by himself because he’s too nice to wake us up.
So, what’s your favorite thing about Dave? I think you have about a month to comment. Not really sure when his birthday is…