My first love… I remember telling you that when I grew up I would marry you.
My best critic… when you would tell me I had BO (and to go take a bath).
My standard for a gentleman… always holding the door for me, treating me with respect, and teaching me how to choose a good man. (I think I got that lesson right!)
My idea of a clean house… how to make a bed (‘but why do I have to make it, I’m just getting back in it again tonight!’), clean the bathroom, and wash dishes (‘waddya mean I can’t wash each dish separately with its own glob of dish soap?’ ‘I hafta wash the outside of the pan, too?!?’). There is still hope for these lessons to stick! (And yes, I have on more than one occasion cleaned my refrigerator before your visits!)
My first checking account and checkbook… (well, we really don’t have to go there, do we?)
My understanding of unconditional love and a glimpse of the face of my Heavenly Father… my first car, Mint Springs, VA, $2000+ in repairs… Oh, and all the other times you forgave me and came through for me anyway!
From the bottom of my heart, thank you! I only hope I have been able to be as good a parent to my children as you are to me!
To Sam Hembree, my dad, Happy Father’s Day, 2017!