Where The Orange Blossoms Grow...: HAPPY FATHER'S DAY, DADDY!

Sunday, June 20, 2010

HAPPY FATHER'S DAY, DADDY!

"HAPPY FATHER'S DAY!"

To our.....

WONDERFUL.....

FUN......

HILARIOUS.......

PATIENT......

GODLY......

BIKE RIDING.......

KITE FLYING......

FISHING.....

AIRPLANE FLYING........

LOVING, KIND......

PAINTING......

THE GREATEST MECHANIC
IN THE WORLD...........

LOVING HUSBAND....

FATHER, SON, GRANDSON........

BUCKIN BRONCO......

UNCLE.....

TRAP SHOOTING......

SON-IN LAW......

HOUSE BUILDING......

JIVIN.......

HAIRBRUSH LOVING......

GRATEFUL, PATRIOTIC.....

TRUCK DRIVING....

WELDING....

LEADING, TEACHING......

JUST PLAIN PERFECT.....

DADDY!!!!

We love you Daddy! More than you can even imagine! We look up to you as our most godly example. Thank you for your hard work, courage, love, patience godly leadership, and how you strive every day to be a better father. We can't possibly express how much we love and appreciate you.

Love,

Your grateful children

9 comments:

susanelizabethJune 20, 2010 at 3:17 PM
What a beautiful tribute this is! Thank you for allowing me to share in the beauty.
Susanelizabeth
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SusanWJune 20, 2010 at 4:32 PM
Such a sweet way to celebrate your daddy. I'm sure he loves it and is so proud of all of his sweet kids.
Aunt Sue
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BonnieJune 20, 2010 at 7:00 PM
Oh, my goodness! How blessed you are to have such a wonderful daddy! And he's a pretty fine son-in-law, too!

We love you, Chris, and we know you are the best daddy those children could ever have! God bless you.

Love,
Your mother-in-law and father-in-law
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The Graves FamilyJune 21, 2010 at 5:19 AM
I love this post, Mary!! Especially the picture with his momma!! The one of him "jivin" was pretty funny too!! Oh the memories!!
Love you all,
Mrs. Graves
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The Miller FamilyJune 21, 2010 at 6:30 AM
What a fantastic post! All those pictures capture who your Daddy is so well!

Hope y'all had a great Father's Day with your great father!

Love,
Aunt Katie
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KellyJune 21, 2010 at 8:43 AM
We think you could also add great friend to the list!

The Stevens Family
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SusanJune 21, 2010 at 7:40 PM
Yes, these pictures capture your Daddy perfectly. You know him well. Beautiful tribute to him. I thank God every single day that I'm allowed to be part of your wonderful family. Chris is just my idea of a special, perfect father. And if I sound prejudice, I just am!!!! Grandma Sue
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AnonymousJune 22, 2010 at 5:46 AM
What a sweet post to your husband and father to the children. I got a chuckle out of the picture where he is sitting in the drivers seat holding one of the kids as they drive. I've never captured that on camera but that happens around here regular, too. We have a long dirt road (2.5 miles) to our house and it's a big highlight for those who don't have their license to drive. :)

Elisabeth @
http://homeschoolblogger.com/timbuck2mom/
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The DischersJune 23, 2010 at 10:24 PM
Chris, your children are truly blessed to have you as a father. I'm looking forward to seeing you in July. Maybe we can have breakfast at Mike's one morning.

Eddie
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The Orange Blossom Song

I want to wake up in the morning where the orange blossoms grow,
Where the sun comes creepin' into where I'm sleepin',
and the song birds say hello.

I want to wander over yonder, Pick the fruit that's hanging low,
I want to make my home in Florida where the orange blossoms grow.

I want to wake up in the morning where the ocean breezes blow,
I want to cast my line on the falling tide,
Where the tarpon swim below.

I love the sunshine and the beaches, where the palms sway to and fro,
I want to make my home in Florida where the orange blossoms grow.

I want to wake up in the morning where the Spanish moss hangs low,
Where the gators swim through the Everglades,
And the grand old live oaks grow.

I love the wildwoods, and the cities, and the friends I've come to know.
I want to make my home in Florida where the orange blossoms grow.

I want to wake up in the morning where the orange blossoms grow,
Where the sun comes creepin' into where I'm sleepin',
and the song birds say hello.

I want to wander over yonder, Pick the fruit that's hanging low,
I want to make my home in Florida where the orange blossoms grow.

Here Is Home

Here is home, my blessed home.
Florida is her name.
God’s Providence has brought me here,
So here I will remain.

Here is home, my beautiful home,
Where God's creation sings
About the mighty power and grace
Of Jesus Christ our King.

Here is home, where in the Spring
The orange blossoms bloom,
And fill my senses to the brim
With their sweet perfume.

I love to hear the honey bees
Buzzing with all their might.
I love the clear, blue, cloudless sky,
And radiant stars at night.

Here is home, where Summer comes
With its burning heat,
Relentlessly providing us
With bugs and burning feet.

But when the Lord provides us
With a gentle shower,
It lifts the weary, wilted head
Of every wildflower.

Here is home, where in the Fall,
I don my scarves and sweater,
But really I don’t need them.
Cotton would do better.

No Autumn leaves are falling.
The trees are still quite green,
But a crisp, cool breeze is blowing,
And the days grow short, it seems.

Here is home, where Winter comes.
It's not so very cold,
But how I love to dig in the sand
My numb and barefoot toes!

In wintertime I love to eat
An orange from the tree.
Such a sweet and sticky treat.
Quite a delicacy!

Here is home where I am proud
To be a humble part
Of Florida's great, rich history,
And hold it near my heart.

The land on which I've tromped and played,
The Spanish settlers roam'd.
They called this place the “Land of Flowers,”
And here they made their home.

When war broke out between the States,
We proved our loyalty
To the precious Southern cause,
For God and Liberty!

Some folks call us “Florida Crackers.”
I'm proud to hold that name.
My ancestors were proud as well,
To call themselves the same.

Here is home, My home, sweet home,
Where life is at it's best.
Every day I thank the Lord,
For I am truly blessed!

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Sunday, June 20, 2010

HAPPY FATHER'S DAY, DADDY!

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