Today's challenge is "my parents." They are gonna kill me for posting this picture, but it is the only one that I had of all three of us. This was 12 years ago on my wedding day.I have alot of memories of both of them while I was growing up, but I will share just a couple. When it was time to wake up to go to church or wherever we might be going on the weekend, or if Daddy Paul just wanted us to wake up early for some reason, he would put his hands up to his mouth like a trumpet and do this noise and sound like a trupmet. You know, how they do when they wake you up in the army? I'm sure you all have heard that before sometime in your life. Well yes, it woke us up alright! And I can remember he would just be smiling and laughing when I opened my eyes. I can also remember him singing the one-eyed one-horned flying purple-people eater alot. We thought that was so funny! There was also a story he use to tell us about a door. I can't remember how it goes, but he would always tell it to us. Now mother always had fun with us, too. She always went to the dances with us, to chaperone, but ended up always on the dancefloor somehow. Now to any other teenage girl this might be somewhat embarassing, but Cassie and I (I used it right Cassie) didn't care. All of our friends loved my mother. She was alot of fun. Mother has a big heart. It doesn't matter who you are, you are not a stranger. She can talk to anyone. I love that about her. |
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