Problem Solved!

Frustration is often the launching pad for new inventions. I have been frustrated for months. What is so frustrating? Tooth brush organization. Can you believe it. One of my biggest pet peeves this year has to do with our medicine cabinets and tooth brush storage. In our family, we each use an electric tooth brush. These things are thin on top, bulky at the bottom and it seems that they are designed to stand upright. The problem is they are long and light, so one little bump and over it falls, hitting another toothbrush and then the toothpaste. Ultimately, two brushes and the toothpaste end up falling out of the cabinet and onto the counter. This occurs at least three times a week. As a result, I got fed up and decided to try my hand at being crafty. A trip to Michael's, a few magnets, a few strips of stretchy material, twenty minutes of work, and voila...problem solved!

Parent's 35th Anniversary

THANK YOU, DAD!

Thank you dad! A phrase that’s seldom heard,

Only begins to say what I really feel inside.

Your love for me has led me to be who I am today.

And having you as a father fills my heart with pride.

You have done so many things for me.

I can’t begin to remember them all.

But here are a few of my favorite memories

Out of the many that I can recall.

Thank you dad, for taking me to church

In Romeo, where I first got saved.

And thanks for helping me build stock cars

And taking me camping with Boys Brigade.

When I was small, you’d bounce me on your knee

Thanks Dad, for always being there for me.

Thanks for helping me take my first ride

And when the bike crashed, you were there by my side.

Thanks for taking me to Little League.

And thanks for all the Dairy Queen.

Thanks for teaching me to bait my hook

And to clean a fish so it can be cooked.

And thanks for your patience, for goodness sake

I threw two poles in Houghton Lake.

But at the bottom of that lake

Are memories I’ll never forsake.

For you taught me something that will always last.

I was more important to you than the poles I cast.

And thanks for protecting me when I was young

When I didn’t know the difference between danger and fun.

But, I’ll never forget, Dad, the motor-bike

That you got for me when the time was right.

And thanks for all your help along the way

With school and cars and bills you paid.

There’s so much that I have to be grateful for

So let me tell you about just one more.

Thank you, Dad, for loving Mom all these years

Through all the laughter and through all the tears.

Dad, It isn’t always easy to see,

But by loving her, you were loving me.

So, Dad, I hope that you can see

How much you really mean to me.

Thanks for all the time you’ve shared

And all the ways you’ve shown you’ve cared

And so right now, it makes me glad

To say it again,

 “Thank you, Dad!”