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| Camping with Dad - and his toothless grin |
One of the things I love and appreciate about my dad is that he tried to make our childhoods better than his. That’s what most parents want for their kids, right? I believe he was successful. Memories of my dad include, but are certainly not limited to: playing all kinds of card games, inventing games, his telling stories and singing songs, camping, laughing, playing Kick the Can and Hide and go Seek, watching movies and slides and home movies, more laughing, gardening, picking blackberries, canning, 12 Days of Christmas, Family Home Evening, laughing ourselves to tears, home Firesides, shoveling gravel, re-roofing and painting the house, sharing more laughs, remodeling the downstairs, vacations, attending church, and did I mention laughing? My dad taught me to laugh at the funny things that happen in life and he taught me to laugh at myself. This is a skill that has taken me through many difficult times and something that many of us Cadys share. If you stick around long enough, you’ll get to see it first hand.
So what kind of funny, family friendly, memories do you have of growing up? “Like” our Facebook page and post your memory there, or Email it to us. In return, we'll pick our favorite story and feature it in our Newsletter , along with more funny stories, so you can continue to laugh along with us as we Define Normal…Cady Style.
Peggy

I remember Dad running around without his teeth in (the front two were knocked out in a car accident) and pretending to be Dracula. Shrieks and squeals could be heard down the street, I'm sure. Nights of twilight kick-the-can, Red Rover, singing songs, telling us bed time stories, making sure we always had a dog, and so much more. We were truly blessed to have a Dad like him.
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