Write about Dad, but write about each other too. As his wife, children and in-law family, we are committed to not let time erase what should never be forgotten.
Until the day we meet again...
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
Bathroom Break
Does anyone, besides me remember the sha-boopie dance? Dad would put his fists together up and down and sing sha-boopie as he dance-shuffled off to the bathroom. I have to admit it...I still do that every once in a while.
Another bathroom story...was that when I was little I would knock on the bathroom (there was only one at the time) and he would say "who is it?" and I would say, "me"...and would repeat the succession until I got tired of saying me. Then he'd ask me to slide a paper under the door, since he was going to be a while.
I think it was funny that every time dad would come out of the bathroom (and he would've sprayed), I would say what's that smell?? He would just laugh...then when I would come out of the bathroom he would say, "Did you spray?" Then he would laugh, every time! I don't get it...
Another bathroom story...was that when I was little I would knock on the bathroom (there was only one at the time) and he would say "who is it?" and I would say, "me"...and would repeat the succession until I got tired of saying me. Then he'd ask me to slide a paper under the door, since he was going to be a while.
ReplyDeleteI think it was funny that every time dad would come out of the bathroom (and he would've sprayed), I would say what's that smell?? He would just laugh...then when I would come out of the bathroom he would say, "Did you spray?" Then he would laugh, every time! I don't get it...
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