A Red Sucker For Dad

It was Father's Day, and all the family was gathered around for the celebration.  I was about 4, and my present to my dad was a red sucker.  While he talked to everyone and opened his presents, I would sneak a lick.  I remember thinking, "well, if I take just a few licks, he'll have most of it himself."  By the time he finished opening his presents, I had licked the whole sucker!  My dad, having the good sense of humor that he did, laughed about it, and always teased me about the red sucker, my gift to him on that Father's Day.

I have been thinking about this story lately, and even shared it with a blog friend.  I went to church last Saturday, and a couple pews in front of me was a family with two girls.  I think they were sisters.  The youngest one couldn't sit still, as she was only 3 or so.  She kept turning around, acting up in her seat, so I could clearly see her.  And do you know what she was holding - a red sucker!   I then noticed that her sister was also holding a red sucker.  I smiled so BIG, as it reminded me of me, the spunky little girl who mischievously ate all her dad's sucker.  : )

 

~Sheri