Another day with no writing. Well, some writing did happen here tonight…The Boy and The Girl wrote their memories of their Papaw for the memorial service on Sunday. If there is anything less fun than typing a eulogy written by your four year old daughter, I can’t think of what that would be. The Boy has decided he would like to try to read what he has written himself. If he does, I am fairly certain that my heart will explode with both pride and sorrow right on the spot.
So, what does a four year old write in a eulogy? Take a look….
It’s sad Papaw died. I miss him. He is one of my favorites. I just wanted to have so much fun when he was with me, but now he died, and that’s sad. Our family misses him and Mamaw misses him. When he died, I was at home and he was in the hospital. He missed my birthday.
Papaw was smart and helpful. I love the fried eggs he makes. They are my really favorite. Papaw was the most coolest. Mamaw and Papaw rule! In the backyard, I remembered Papaw when I saw his big white car. Papaw took me in his limo to go get food. I love his tacos too. Every time Mamaw or Papaw carried a plate of food down to the basement, I used to follow them and eat all of their food. At bedtime, I used to hide in their covers in basement. Papaw, I love you so, so much.
So, um…yeah. I hope everyone is having a better week than we are. Anyone have any good news? Funny stories or pictures? How about a joke? Anyone?
*These pictures were taken with my new (very complicated) camera.
10 responses so far ↓
1 // Jun 20, 2007 at 6:36 am
Aw, Mel. That was beautiful. And no, I don’t have a joke, but if you want to you can wander over to my site and read me bitching about my baby. That may be good for a laugh…
2 // Jun 20, 2007 at 9:05 am
Hey Mel,
I’m really sorry about all of this. I can’t offer any good news, but I can sympathize. My sister’s husband just passed away unexpectedly last night. We’re all wrecks here, too.
What your daughter wrote is very touching. It sounds like Papaw was a good man.
It is neat that Matthew wants to try to read his by himself. Not only will it be a big accomplishment for him, it will be an important part in his grieving process for him to get out his feelings like that. I’m really proud of him!
I hope you and your family have some peace through all of this. Take good care of yourself, Mel. I know you’ll take good care of the kids.
Love,
Molly
3 // Jun 20, 2007 at 11:02 am
Well, if you’re not already reading the Daily Puppy, you should. It’s got puppies.
Also: Baskin Robbins peanut butter and chocolate ice cream heals the soul. I swear it.
And..
Q: What did Spock find in the toilet?
A: Captain’s log
(I tell this horrible joke in hopes that it’s impossible to both cry and roll your eyes at the same time. I hope it works.)
4 // Jun 20, 2007 at 12:13 pm
Wow, those are very nice looking pictures!
It is nice that the kids will be able to read eulogies! I bet that will mean a lot to everyone there.
5 // Jun 21, 2007 at 12:10 pm
Such good pictures!! In quality and subject
I’m so sorry for your loss.. really I am.. I’ve been reading another blog (sweet | salty) and my heart is just breaking all over the place for everyone that’s having a rough time
x cuddles for you x
6 // Jun 21, 2007 at 3:51 pm
Hmm…something funny.
From Demetri Martin:
I’m a comedian, but I’m also a writer.
I’m excited because some authors write in 1st person, and some write in 3rd person. But, I’m writing in 5th person.
Every sentence starts with, “I heard from this guy who told somebody…”
It’s a long book–very gossipy.
That’s all I got.
7 // Jun 23, 2007 at 2:31 pm
My heart is bursting just imagining the Boy up there reading his own words. I wish I had some sort of funny story to tell… but I don’t. I am jealous of your new camera, though. And I think you made the right choice between that and Blogher.
8 // Jun 25, 2007 at 2:26 am
That was a beautiful piece from your daughter. Wow and at 4 years old. You sure are growing them smart.
9 // Jul 5, 2007 at 10:20 am
My heart is with you and your family.
10 // Jul 6, 2007 at 5:26 pm
What a wonderful eulogy. I’m sorry she had to think of it, though. You too.
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