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I remember having tea parties with Poppy, having him put my hair in dog ears
before my softball games, painting my toenails when I had my wisdom teeth
removed and woke up with a broken jaw wired shut.
He helped me rehearse my first tap dance routine.
We'd watch old Gene Kelley movies together; he loved Guys and Dolls.
He was so proud of me when I got Adelaide in the high school musical.
Nothing was too girly, too froofy, too embarrassing.
Oh, he also taught me how to overhaul an engine, wire a house, snake plumbing,
hang drywall, and field dress a deer.
Sounds like a proper well rounded childhood. Way to go Poppy!!
ReplyDeleteglad you had good parent like Poppy
ReplyDeleteWildflower
the world NEEDS a lot more Poppys....and yes, with 2 daughters, I have done my share of hair braiding .....
ReplyDeletevaquero viejo
I used to do a pretty mean French braid.
ReplyDeleteI'll admit I did a double take when my dyslexia kicked in and I read "lap" instead of "tap".
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