Setiap pria bisa menjadi ayah, tapi dibutuhkan seseorang yang istimewa untuk menjadi ayah.
Ayah saya memberi saya hadiah terhebat yang bisa diberikan kepada orang lain suatu hari nanti.. Dia percaya kepada saya apa yang saya lakukan.
membantu saya menemukan jalan saya selama bertahun-tahun dan membuat saya tertawa saat melakukannya.
Kepada dunia dia adalah seorang ayah. Bagi keluarga ,dia adalah dunia saya.
What? Our famous dancing dad made the national news!!! The NBC Today Show share the story of AFS student, Miss Adriana and her dad, Thanh this morning. Adriana, takes at both the North and West Knoxville locations.
We are so excited to be a part of this incredible sweet story....Angela Floyd started the Parent Dance week 20 year ago when I wanted to create lasting memories for students with their parents. .
At first we started out with a mother/daughter week and then a father/daughter week...but we soon realized that the mother's never really wanted to dance but the fathers were all in and committed. .
Founder, Angela Floyd lost her dad when she was only 17 years old and wanted to create something these students could cherish for a lifetime....go on, give your dad a hug, maybe a phone call, make sure to tell him every day how much you love him....from one daddy's girl to another...enjoy the journey.
Make lasting memories with your dad at Angela Floyd Schools. Secure a spot in a dance class by calling 675-9894 or 947-9894.
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Every stage of Jack's life so far Gen and I say this is the best stage. During the early days we were overwhelmed at times but looking back at photos like this reminds you how good it was, to come home from work and have Jack sleep like this for 3 hours!
This is pretty much sums up how I spend my evenings at the minute as Edith refuses to stay asleep.
When she finally gives in the fun begins, as I find myself sprawled out on the floor, arm squeezed between the bars of her cot, hoping that when I do eventually build up the courage to take my arm off her back she does not wake.
But that's only the beginning of the escape. For once my hand rises off her back and she remains asleep, then starts the tricky retreat back through the bars, knowing the faintest of touches could lead to the quietest of noises yet still loud enough to cause her to wake.
Even if by some miracle my arm escapes the clutches of the cot, fear cannot be abandoned and caution must remain. The movement of my bodily position, from the horizontal to the vertical may disturb her slumber, as my joints and ligaments reposition and allow me to rise.
And dam this body of mine which is plagued by clicky joints, most noticeably my ankles, for even when I am arose I cannot exit with carefree abandon, for fear of a creek from my troublesome bones.
And if my ankles remain silent or their creeks go undetected, there is the problem of the squeaky floor board. Only through experience do I know the route of quietest passage, from the side of the cot to the door. Should I complete this fearful journey and make it to the cusp of freedom, I may stumble at the final hurdle. The door. This barrier between me and the outside world may piss on my parade if it squeaks or floods the room with unwelcome light. Therefore with hope in my heart, and a just passable route, a leap of faith must be took to set my body free.
Yep so that's pretty much my evenings. How do you spend yours?
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