A Day with Daddy

Guest writer:  Beth Littlejohn

As mother is in rehab and Daddy is home alone, my sister, Donna, and I are sharing duties to help Daddy keep the house going.

Nothing stops just because one of the partners is “layed up”.  Today was new car tag day.  This ordeal began last night.  Daddy was in a tizzy about the paperwork.  He could not locate it anywhere.  I was already settled in the chair

for the night and told him we would find it in the morning when we were both fresher.  Well, that did not satisfy, but the paperwork was not found.  This morning, before breakfast, I called Mother and unfortunately woke her up.  She said she had slept well and was rested; the paperwork had been placed in the glove box of the new car.

So, paperwork in hand, off Daddy and I go, driving the new conveyance.  It is a sweet ride!  I really liked it.  In Rainsville we arrived at the tag office and began to purchase the tag.  If you know my father, you know he loves to joke and kid around.  He had the ladies in the tag office rolling in the floor!  This mission was a huge success!

Next stop was the grocery store in Fyffe for coffee.  Daddy is a coffee drinker first thing in the morning.  I, myself, never developed the taste for it.  But he was sure that there would be no coffee tomorrow if the grocery store was not visited.  I almost missed the store as the road sign for the store is missing.  I suppose that the sign was a victim of the storms of late.  Coffee in hand we progressed back toward home.

The new car has tire sensors and suddenly the right rear tire was showing low.  So we made another stop at the tire shop.  The repairman there thought there might be a nail or tack in the tire, but we only got air and made a promise to come back if there was a another leak.

One last stop for bird seed.  The man at the seed store was so nice.  I could hear the people in the store laughing and carrying on so I knew that Daddy was at his best.  Seed loaded in the car, off we go to the house.  Now the ordeal or filling all the feeders.  My parents love to watch the birds and have at least five feeders, maybe more.  I think it took Daddy about 15 minutes to fill all.

A day with Daddy, a wonderful time!  It’s a part of country living!

Addendum to yesterday-I just saw this yellow trillium blooming and could not resist posting the picture.