Boys and Guns
I remember one year for Christmas I got a gun. It wasn't as cool as the airsoft guns you see now days, but it was pretty cool. You could load it with these little soft yellow pellets and they would shoot one-at-a-time with very little intensity.
I loved the gun. I wanted one so bad and I remember having it for all of about 30 minutes. I shot my sister with it in the arm (accidentally) and my dad got furious. He grabbed the gun away from me and tried to snap it in half. I clearly remember almost laughing as he tried to break the gun.
This was my real dad mind you and if it had been my step dad I would never have thought about laughing. I would have been terrified, but my real dad had never spanked me.
I only remember getting spanked by my real dad one time and that was when we went to Disney World and I complained too much that my feet hurt. My real dad always favored my sister Dena and he carried her on his shoulders but her never carried me. Yes, my feet hurt, but part of me was crying out for attention that I never received from him.
I am thinking about getting him a set of fathers day gift baskets each one filled with the things he never gave me and some of the things he took away - like his love and a yellow pellet shooting gun.
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Dude. Some of those airsoft guns are pretty real-looking. Except the orange plastic tip. That's a dead give-away.
but! you could make it black with a sharpie, and then no one would know!
eddie, i have this misconception of you in my mind: i think at one point someone had told me that you were adopted, but i KNOW that you aren't, unless you consider becoming Chuck's son as adopted, and how do you feel about having a dad with the same name as Dooce's dog? anyways: for some reason when you talk about your real dad, i get confused because i still have this wrong information in my mind about you being adopted, and i'm all, "how can you have memories of your real dad if you were adopted?" AS IF people who are adopted have never met their birth parents.
and so i will stop thinking now.
Jes, you are scaring me with your ingenuity when it comes to deception. I will need to remember that when you try to hold up a jewelry store with a gun... a fake airsoft gun. I will call the FBI and tell them, "Hey, LOOK AT THE TIP, SHE COLORED IT WITH A SHARPIE!!!"
About my real dad, yes, he does exist. He calls me about once a year I guess to see if I am still alive or maybe he misdialed and he meant to call his friend Eddie and not his son Eddie.
I don't know why I am upset that he doesn't care. I guess it is because he still meets with my sister Dena once a month for dinner and he doesn't meet with me.
I know he would, but I need to know that he really wants me to go and apparently he doesn't or else he would have called and invited me more than once.
But you know what? You are going to be an amazing hubby and father because of your example of what not to be.
I second what Saur said. You are an incredible, loving, caring man and your wife and children will be so blessed to have you.
And it's his loss. As much as it hurts, he's the true loser here.
Surfed in off of blog explosion- really entertaining blog to read ;-)
Eddo... some people just cannot be responsible adults. My b-i-l and his ex are like that. Just cannot show their daughter love; only themselves.
Eddo,
I'm sorry to hear that your biological father can't see what a wonderful son he has. Please know that it is his loss in every way for not keeping in touch with you. I know the psychological ramifications to a son especially when a parent, and again especially a father, has little to no contact with them.
Just remember your true father GOD knows you, loves you, and is very proud of you.
Blessings
Leann
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