Tomorrow is Father's Day, so we wrote you poems.
He is a jar of honey.
He is a click-y photographer.
He is a joking clown with a big RED nose.
He is a silly joker.
He is a trip to the moon.
He is a ride on a shooting star.
He is a smart calculator.
He is a descriptive writer.He is a giant watermelon.
He is a wonderfully decorated Christmas tree.
He is a wreath hanging on a door.
He is a sky full of stars.
He is a run through the Field of Dreams.
He is a giant wave in the ocean.
He is a tiny wish come true!
He is my dad.
He is my dad.
Happy Father's Day
Heart is where I love my Daddy. He likes
Action figures just like me! He likes to say, 'Perfectly
Perfect' to things I do. I am his
Prince, and he is my
Yes-Man: instead of 'no', he says, "Go ask Mommy."
Forgetful is Daddy sometimes, but all the time he's
Adventurous. He likes to watch sports on
TV, and yell at it quite often. He is always
Helping me build, find, or fix my toys. He gets
Excited and talks in character at his turn to
Read me picture books. He's almost as cool as
'Super-heroes who fight villains!
Do-do bird, he likes to call me, and tells me, 'An
Apple a day keeps the doctor away'. He's like my
Yo-yo because I've got him wrapped around my finger.
I feed kiddos meals; you give them candy.
You put toys away; I keep them 'handy'.
I look for discounts; you buy the whole store,
You take the kids out, I like it indoors.
I cook from scratch; you boil spaghetti,
You like to de-clutter; I find it petty.
I kiss the boo-boos; you play the boardgames,
You break up the fights; I put out the flames.
I do things my way; you do not imitate.
You do it differently, but I still dictate.
I say, 'Go ask Daddy'; you say, 'Go ask your mom'.
Together as a team, we are 'Da Bomb'.
Happy Father's Day!
Dear Daughter, Dear Son, and Dear Wife
P.S. DD wrote the first poem. She wrote a metaphor poem for me for Mother's Day, and wanted to do the same for Daddy on Father's Day. Those are her exact words and colors she wrote on paper. DS worked on the second poem. Since he is learning letters and sounds, I thought an acrostic poem would be good for him to try. He came up with all the first words of the line with some help from DD and me; I linked the words together to make the poem. And obviously, I wrote the last poem. Silly, but every bit true in this family.