While I've been busy ripping out the cupboards and painting and getting extremely dirty I've been thinking about how much I like doing all this. 'Farm Girls aren't afraid to get dirty' is my caption under the picture in my Album. And for that I'll thank my Dad.
Like the true Tomboy that I was - I was always Daddy's little helper. When I watch Tim so eager to help - it melts my heart. I imagine myself as the same eager helper that he is. I remember painting the deck with my Dad - and it's still one of my favorite pictures of the 2 of us. I had one of his big shirts on, paint all over me and the biggest smile on my face. I remember our fishing trips, and catching the worms before we went! (I know you ate that worm, Dad!) I remember building shelves and stacking wood, Maple syrop and walks in the bush. I remember the one hunting trip that I talked too much on -- .....hmmmmmm funny how there was never another one?? I remember our trip over to the cottage in the dead of winter to find something in the bush, property line or something? Dad knew what he was looking for - I just liked the time with him.
So now, while I'm up to my eyeballs in paint, I have to think of Dad. Who raised me to be the tough girl that I am!
And even though I'm a 'city girl' now....I'm still not afraid to get dirty!!
Love Ya Dad,
xo J
p.s. enjoy the pics of my early days ;)
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