I still remember the day you discovered that blue cotton candy was to die for...
It was a crisp September Saturday, this was your first state fair, and cotton candy just the best discovery you’d made so far in your short life. It was decidedly better than the cricket you ate several months later. However, I dare say you had the same look of satisfaction on your face when you were finished.
Where did my little girl go...
You are still the best thing I ever did.
Happy Birthday Mel!
December 23, 1983, 1:14am
9 comments:
Christ on a cheezit, that's one gorgeous girl. She could be a model or a movie star. I think my baby is beautiful, but even I have to admit that your daughter is just breathtaking. Aren't you scared to let her out the door?
I tried to keep her home from college, but she’s bigger than me so that didn’t work. She’s also fiercely independent, so I rarely get a vote! Teaching a kid to think for herself is a double-edged sword, especially when they grow up and do it! lol
A chip off the ole block there Moogirl. We can certainly tell whose tree she's from. ;)
Happy birthday Mel.
awe thanks everyone. and to think i still make that big a mess when im eating!
Our baby! I've never seen those pics! She is so beautiful! I hope she had a good birthday!
Please tell Mel that I'm single now. And age, guile, and wisdom always trump youth and exuberance. But if she's not available, what are you doing with the rest of your life? All right, all right, all right, what are you (and Clint) doing? He'd probably be more fun anyway. He flops on the couch, watches football, and burps. Yeah, that's right. You and Mel, go fix your mascara. Me and Clint got a game to coach.
Merry Christmas, Health, and Happiness to All !
Mel, I wasn’t going to mention the fact that you look like you had blue cotton candy after every meal! But since you did, I think it’s safe to say that ketchup is not your friend. You are still the only person I know who can find mayonnaise on the nape of your neck after a meal.
And while she is available (at last count), Shooter, well I won’t even go there. We’re all better off on the couch coaching football with Clint.
Anonymous, “our” baby??? Do you know something I don’t?
Wadda mean "WE'RE" all better off on the couch.......who invited you? You hate football. And you have chores to get done. You can have the couch when the game's over.............and your chores are finished. lol
And as for Mel, I was speaking metaphorically, about my 24 yr. old son. He owns several growing successful companies, and is also a firefighter (jaw's of life certified specialist, cop, and all around good guy. (Not to brag, but you started it) And if young Melody ever travelled East, I'm sure Joey would be the perfect guide to show her the sights and sounds of the "Empire State."
ps. and so that you would be able to breathe normally. I'd go on vacation to Florida. lol
Ooooh, we like firefighters! He has my permission to marry her! Of course, she's totally anti-marriage at the moment (don't know where she got that) so he'd have his work cut out for him.
And I will be happy to leave you boys on the couch, but I refuse to clean it after the game is over!
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