Happy Birthday Dad

Some of my favorite Dad memories are...
*Playing tickle monster as a child, hiding behind the clothes in his closet until he would eventually find us and then we would get our guts tickled out.
*being surrounded by poetry. He was and is always quoting something. Not quietly either!
*hay rides
*He always told me I was a hard worker, which made me always want to be a hard worker.
* going on long bike rides (he would never turn one down) wishing I could keep up. He was in his 50's. I was a teenager.
*I swear he never missed a game (softball).
*seeing him give my Mom a little kiss whenever he got home from work.


Whenever I walk in a London street,
I'm ever so careful to watch my feet;
And I keep in the squares,
And the masses of bears,
Who wait at the corners all ready to eat
The sillies who tread on the lines of the street
Go back to their lairs,
And I say to them, "Bears,
Just look how I'm walking in all the squares!"

And the little bears growl to each other, "He's mine,
As soon as he's silly and steps on a line."
And some of the bigger bears try to pretend
That they came round the corner to look for a friend;
And they try to pretend that nobody cares
Whether you walk on the lines or squares.
But only the sillies believe their talk;
It's ever so portant how you walk.
And it's ever so jolly to call out, "Bears,
Just watch me walking in all the squares!"


megan said...

you stole my idea! this is a good post about dad

Merilee said...

apparently I do that a lot!

ducklips said...

I love this post. It made me cry when I read Lines and Squares. I know I am silly. I will make sure Dad sees this.

Chelsea said...

Happy Birthday! Hope you have a good day Brother Bogle!

I always loved your socks when you rode your bike, and your singing voice in church! :)

Kim said...

What a great post. I loved it. I love the poem. Don't feel bad about crying Elise, I got teary eyed too.

Bridget said...

sounds like an amazing dad. happy birthday to him.

Sheri said...

I'm with Chelsea - I remember your dad's socks when riding his bike - we'd always do a double take when we saw him -

and I do remember his singing voice too...Happy Birthday Bro. Bogle!

Elizabeth said...

Oh, that's so sweet! I love the poem. My kids love it when Daddy does tickle monster, too.

Jodi said...

Beautiful memories. What a lucky girl to have such an amazing Dad. Happy Birthday to him!

KrisBo said...

JERK! i don't remember reading any post saying that you are coming here next week! i need you to post these things because i don't ever get the time to actually talk to any of you. good thing i read elises' comments and blog. geesh!

jaust.me said...

Very nice post about Dad. I bawled when I watched the story about your friends. That's so sad for them. What a wonderful young man he must have been.

Emily said...

Arrgg! I've not been on lately. I'm confused. I must go read.

megan said...

where are you? I'm dying here! Oh wait that applies to two things. Why haven't you been blogging lately? and hurry to Arizona!

Emily said...

Where is all my family?

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jaust.me said...

Merilee, Where are you? I am having withdrawals!

brenda said...

No wonder you are so cool. It takes a good dad to raise such a great girl.

megan said...

Oh come on get over yourself and post already. I know you still get on here to look at other people's anyway

Emily said...

What up, G?

Brian said...

Maybe Mer is waiting for this to get to '20' posts...so, there! Ok, Merilee...get on with it!