Father’s Day….er….Week…..er….???

So it’s been a week since I treated my dad like a king for a day and it seems to have gone to his head. I keep getting all these notes and pics that relate to father’s and sons – it’s like he’s signed up for some newsletter or something. Anyway, here are a few of his favs….

He swears he will be saying this no matter how big I get, or how old I am, or where we are. (Here’s the full article from Mashable.com –  “14 Adorable Confessions From Super Dads”)



And my dad swears this will be him every chance he gets. I’m counting on my mom to stop him, but he’s crafty so we are on high alert. (Here’s the full article from Mashable.com – “32 Reasons Our Dads Are the Greatest”)



One thing my dad always points out is when he sees another dad being present and a good dad. According to “19 Things Dads Do That You Won’t See In Popular Culture” from Buzzfeed.com, movies and stories tend to focus on the exceptions rather than the rule when it comes to fathers these days. I hope he’s right.



I told my dad I get it – you should have more than one day a year where I appreciate and honor you, blah, blah, blah. I think the “blah, blah, blah” part did me in because he followed up with the below winning essay for a “What My Father Means to Me” contest from a 6th grader named Edward titled: “The Dad I Will Never Know.” Dad – I give…uncle….no mas.

My dad and mom both served in the United States Navy. They were stationed in Maine, which is where I was born.

I said my first word when I was six months old. I took my first step when I was nine months old. I said my first prayer. On all my first school days, my mom was there. I always noticed dads picking up my friends and not so much moms. After so many years, I finally asked my mom why my dad never picked me up. She told me he was killed in a car accident when I was two months old.

My mom took me to Philadelphia to visit my dad’s grave when I was 8 years old. I sat next to his grave and stared at his picture on the gravestone. I remember crying for awhile because I wanted to give my dad a hug and to tell him how much I missed him and love him….

While playing soccer, I score goals and look up at my mom to see her face. If only my dad was standing there next to her to share the same excitement.

When I graduate high school and college, I will see my mom standing there so proud. If only my dad were there to stand proud next to my mom.

Mowing the lawn, learning how to drive, ride a bike, play catch in the backyard, how to fish, boy scout campouts, getting married, learning how to fix things and being a man [are things] my mom will have to teach me because my dad won’t be there. No sense in asking God why my dad isn’t here for me. He must have needed someone like my dad in heaven.

Happy Father’s Day Daddy

Happy Father’s Day to all the dad’s out there, especially my daddy.



Just like moms, dads are important to making sure all of us kids grow up to be a a positive influence on the world. Below is an interesting article on the importance of daddy’s love and support followed by some stats that further support this assertion.


Interesting Daddy Stats (Source: National Fatherhood Initiative)

  • Children in father-absent homes are five times more likely to be poor. In 2002, 7.8 percent of children in married-couple families were living in poverty, compared to 38.4 percent of children in female-householder families.
  • Based on birth and death data for 217,798 children born in Georgia in 1989 and 1990, infants without a father’s name on their birth certificate (17.9 percent of the total) were 2.3 times more likely to die in the first year of life compared to infants with a father’s name on their birth certificate.
  • Children who live apart from their fathers are more likely to be diagnosed with asthma and experience an asthma-related emergency even after taking into account demographic and socioeconomic conditions.
  • Even after controlling for income, youths in father-absent households still had significantly higher odds of incarceration than those in mother-father families. Youths who never had a father in the household experienced the highest odds.
  • A 2002 Department of Justice survey of 7,000 inmates revealed that 39% of jail inmates lived in mother-only households. Approximately forty-six percent of jail inmates in 2002 had a previously incarcerated family member. One-fifth experienced a father in prison or jail.
  • A study of 13,986 women in prison showed that more than half grew up without their father.
  • Youths are more at risk of first substance use without a highly involved father. Each unit increase in father involvement is associated with 1% reduction in substance use.
  • Fatherless children are twice as likely to drop out of school.
  • Father involvement in schools is associated with the higher likelihood of a student getting mostly A’s.
  • Students living in father-absent homes are twice as likely to repeat a grade in school; 10 percent of children living with both parents have ever repeated a grade, compared to 20 percent of children in stepfather families and 18 percent in mother-only families.
  • Half of all children with highly involved fathers in two-parent families reported getting mostly A’s through 12th grade, compared to 35.2% of children of nonresident father families.

Dad’s Day

Happy Father’s Day to all the fathers out there – especially my dad. Mommy and I spent the whole day making daddy feel special. We started things off right by making daddy some breakfast. I was totally putting things in the bowl as mommy told me when we were making waffles. I even added my own special ingredient that only mommy and daddy know and they said they were the best waffles ever because of my special ingredient.

We also went to a movie and went swimming – I wanted to make sure daddy had plenty to do because I notice whenever daddy doesn’t have anything  to do and it’s real quiet he tries to fall asleep on the couch. I’m sure this is because he’s bored so I go out of my way to make lots of noise and have him doing something all the time.  During all this time together, daddy mentioned that one of the best feelings in the world is when I reach for his hand when we cross the street or walk in a busy parking lot. He says that’s the feeling that makes him feel like a dad because he knows I’m depending on him to protect me and to give me the guidance to get wherever we’re going. Hmmm, that sounds sweet and all, but we’re like walking 15 feet to the main entrance of Kroger so slow down Ward Cleaver.

Anyway, Happy Father’s Day!

A little pinch of this and a little pinch of that


Part of the shirt I made for daddy - wonder if this will be as cute when I have a size 13 foot

I’m back….

Sorry I’ve been so absent lately. I’ve been trying to find some solution to this whole BP catastrophe in the Gulf. …hey, if Kevin Costner can have an idea, I can too, right? Anyway, a lot has gone in since I last checked in.

My school has rolled into the summer session so there are far less kids in my class than before so that means that a small group of younger kids were ushered into my class. I know some of them from when I our classes overlapped before so it is kind of cool. Not that I will give them any attention or anything, but at least they know that and I don’t have to explain that to them again. Another thing related to school is that in about a month I will be moving up a class. The teacher of that class is the mommy of one of the honeys in my class. I should be treated so well there – can’t  wait.

Another thing that just happened was DADDY’S DAY. This was a great day. My daddy and papa Kolias went on a tour of Cowboys Stadium. It was so cool walking through the dressing room and the tunnel that the actual players walk through. We also played on the field. My daddy and I raced the whole 100 yards for a touchdown. I also tried to touch goal post, but I wasn’t tall enough. So I got on papa’s shoulders sure that I would be able to touch them then….no such luck. I was still like 2 feet away. I am so going to be taller than my daddy and papa Kolias by the time I’m 10 years old. Anyway, we still had a great time. Some of the pics are below.

The little star


Never too early to study plays

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