It wasn\u2019t a secret that I felt closer to my dad growing up than I did my mom. Growing up dad and I used to take road trips back and forth between Calgary and Spokane for various doctor appointments as strange as that may seem I loved the time we spent together and bonding during our travels.
\nHe would sit with me after the various operations I went through and at one time traveled all the way to Spokane to get me after the doctors decided against doing surgery on my left foot to remove a bunion because I couldn\u2019t wiggle my toes which was necessary for it to be successful. My dad always used to say that I was a very entertaining person who kept him on his and mom\u2019s toes.
\nI think I added a few grey hairs with some of the stunts I pulled resulting in my mother to add medical tape to my leg cast which unfortunately the reason for her doing that escapes me. I just have a vivid memory of sitting on my parent\u2019s bed and watching my mom wrap it up.
\nThere was a time where I think I really scared the crap out of my dad, it was the day before we were to make the trip out to Calgary to get my cast removed from my left arm.
\nApparently the swelling went down so much that during the night the cast had slipped off and landed on the floor. I remember picking it off the floor and going to the living room where dad was sitting in his favourite chair reading a book. I had a habit of not talking when I entered a room so when my father looked up and saw me with something in my hand and my arm at my side I think the hair at the back of his neck went up and he jumped when he noticed the cast in my right hand.
\nThe ruckus brought my mom and sister from upstairs to see what had happened, I\u2019m pretty sure I had caused him to have a few grey hairs.
\nWe went to Calgary as scheduled and my parents let me keep my cast as gross as that sounds now that I\u2019m a parent and went through the same thing with Jayson wanting to keep his cast decades later I have to give credit to my mom for not throwing it out sooner than she did.
\nI can\u2019t remember ever a time where my dad wasn\u2019t penning a new poem. His inspirations came from everywhere mostly life experience. It wasn\u2019t until 9 years ago when he retired and both my parents moved to Grand Forks that he decided to write his first book Stories that Rhyme and Sometimes Amuse.
\nMy father inspired me to write, some have said I have a talent for it and I should publish my stories. I\u2019m not sure about that, most of my stories are child base as that\u2019s where my mind seems to go to maybe some day I would get the courage to do it but for now I am writing stories for when my children have their own babies.
\nTo be honest I haven\u2019t really written a story for a very long time either the ideas haven\u2019t really been there or like most people too busy raising children and making excuses not to do it.
\nI think it has to change though for there is a story in me that needs to be told I\u2019ve just had a hard time wording it properly.
\nWhen the kids were much younger I used to tell them stories at the top of my head most of the time I would remember the exact wording I used for each one, however heaven help me if I forgot a plot in a story because Jayson would be quick to point it out.
\nI have many stories that need to be told and now perhaps this may be the time to tell these stories, maybe even carry on with my father\u2019s legacy and love of writing.
\nA few years back when Jayson was younger and had the terrible habit of picking his nose until was raw, so dad wrote him a song.
\nSung to the tune of If You\u2019re Happy and You Know It.<\/p>\n
BOOGERS\u00a0<\/strong> I think of my dad a lot, I feel blessed for the time I had with him even though I wish everyday I had had more time. Until next time<\/p>\n<\/body>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" It wasn\u2019t a secret that I felt closer to my dad growing up than I did my mom. Growing up dad and I used to take road trips back and forth between Calgary and Spokane for various doctor appointments as strange as that may seem I loved the time we spent together and bonding during […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"nf_dc_page":"","jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[8],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1819","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-family"],"wppr_data":{"cwp_meta_box_check":"No"},"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/s3Kor8-dad","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/bergenbearcubs.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1819","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/bergenbearcubs.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/bergenbearcubs.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bergenbearcubs.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bergenbearcubs.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1819"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/bergenbearcubs.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1819\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1834,"href":"https:\/\/bergenbearcubs.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1819\/revisions\/1834"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/bergenbearcubs.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1819"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bergenbearcubs.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1819"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bergenbearcubs.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1819"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nYa got a booger in your nose whatta ya do?<\/strong>
\nYa got a booger in your nose whatta ya do?<\/strong>
\nYa got a booger in your nose, and you know for sure it shows<\/strong>
\nYa got a booger in your nose, here\u2019s what you do!<\/strong>
\nYou put your finger in and wiggle around<\/strong>
\nYou put your finger in and wiggle around<\/strong>
\nYou put your finger in and you give a great big grin<\/strong>
\nOh you put your finger in and bring it down!<\/strong>
\nThen you shake it real hard back and forth<\/strong>
\nThen you shake it real hard back and forth<\/strong>
\nSo you shake it real hard but the booger\u2019s stuck like lard.<\/strong>
\nSo you wipe it on your shoe, and stomp the floor!<\/strong>
\nSo you stomp it on the floor and it smears in,<\/strong>
\nSo you stomp it on the floor and it smears in,<\/strong>
\nSo you stomp it on the floor, and your mother yells, \u201d NOMORE\u201d!<\/strong>
\nSo you run off to your room with a big grin!<\/strong><\/p>\n
\nUnlike Kevin who\u2019s dad passed away so suddenly from a heart attack in his sleep never really got the chance to spend any time with him or say goodbye.
\nI talk to dad almost as much as I talk to God, perhaps more.I haven\u2019t kept up with reading the bible like I used to however God still comforts me in my darkest days.
\nIt has really helps that I have a fantastic family who as much as they can drive me crazy I wouldn\u2019t have it any other way.<\/p>\n