my parents (especially my dad)

mmk first i just want to say please read the whole thing even though its long cause im proud of it and it took me forever. lol. =P

my dad leaves this weekend for texas. =[ and hes gonna be gone for at least 18 months. since his new job is gonna be 7 days a week, the earliest we would be able to see him is may 31st, memorial day. which really sucks. and after that. . . . i dont know when. im gonna miss him so much. i mean, there is so much i remember about him. hes been there for me all of my life, and hes a really good dad.

on the way back from church when i was 5 or 6 i can remember falling into that state, were your almost asleep and your too tired to move but you still vaugley know whats going on. and my dad carried me out of the car and tucked me into bed. and even though they thought i was asleep my mom still stroked my forehead and they both whispered i love you. <3

i can remember doing something stupid and my mom or dad would yell at me, so i would run up to my room crying. and id sit there on my bed wrapped up in my blankets. but every time, like five minutes later my mom or my dad (whoever i was mad at) would always come in, sit on my bed and give me a big hug and tell me that they loved me and that they hated yelling at me, it was the hardest part of being a parent, but that they would love me no matter what. then they would always say something funny or tart tickling me and i would forget all about whatever had just happened.

when we were 5 or six, my mom always used to read to me and ashlynn during they day, outside on the porch after lunch. she was so amazing, she used different voices for all of the characters and everything. i can remember her teaching us to read when we were 4 too. we used to try and read out of dr.seus books. when ever i came across a word i didnt know i always used t ask her what it was. but she never told me, she always used to make me sound it out until i got it. =P i can remember her teaching us to tell time on a big clock to. she was a great teacher, always patient and understanding.

i remember that sometimes, in the winter when it got dark early, my mom used to make us hot chocolate. and we would all sit at the table together. then afterwards she would go up to her room to read, and my dad would turn all of the lights off. then my sister and i always ran away screaming and laughing because the horrible monster (my dad) was going to catch us and eat us for sure. he could crawl around the house growling and chasing us. and once he had cornered one of us he tickled us until we couldnt breathe. =] it was my sister and mine favorite game to play.

my mom and my dad built us a tree house in the big pine tree in our backyard. they let my sister and i go play in the forest all of the time, it was so much fun.

one time, my dad took me and ashlynn to his work. he drove a HUGE cement truck, and he had to lift me and ashlynn into the truck because the steps were too big for us. and then he used to hold us on his lap and drive us around the parking lot.

when we were building our patio in the backyard and stuccoing it, i can remember my mom and my dad teaching me and ashlynn how to do it. and then later, when it was dry we had to mist it to keep it from cracking. my dad always ended up spraying us with the hose. =P

when we were 5 we all went on a trip to hawaii. we went hiking and everything. it was so much fun. on days when nothing was planned we used to walk from the hotel to this little breakfast palce. and as we walked, i would hold my dads pinky since his hand was to big. and then my mom walked by my dad with his arm wrapped around her and my sister would be next to my mom holding her hand. after breakfast we would go down to the beach and spend the whole day there. my mom would go out to pick up luch and bring it back to the beach. we wouldnt leave until dinner. i rememeber my favorite part was jumping the waves. my mom would hold both of my hands and whenever a big wave came we would jump and it was so much fun. one time my hands slipped out of hers, so the wave went over my head and i swallowed some of the water. i started coughing and my mom scoops my up, laughs and goes "kyla, your supposed to jump the waves, no drink them. =P" it was fun.

they have been there through scary times too. like when we were swimming in a river with my mom when i was 4. and we didnt really know how to swim. and i let go over her hand because i wanted to try and swim. but the current was so strong it swept me away. and i turn round and i scream "MOMMY" and the look of horror when she saw me being swept away was terrible. she caught up to me though, scooped my up into her arms and just said "promise me you wont ever do that again. i couldnt bear to loose you." and i was just like i promise mommy.

not that long ago, when i was 10 we went to key west with my aunt and my grandma. me and ashlynn had went swimming in the ocean, so we were rinsing off in the showers. and some drunk/high creepy lady comes up. so were just like, another tourist or local. but when we leave, she follows us. so my mom grabs my hand and ashlynns hand. and she still follows. and she comes up next to me, points, and says pretty girl. and im like omg im gonna die. and my mom goes "MY girl." but the lady just stokes my hair and says "pretty girl." again. my mom looked at her and says "MY girl, not yous" so me and my mom had a death grip on each others hands, and i was literally shaking uncontorably. so we turn around and go back for my dad, cause he was gonna meet us at a restaraunt since he was changing. and we find him and the lady is still walking next to me. and my mom just looks at my dad and is like "shes following us." so my dad turns to the lady and says
dad: why are you following us?
lady: i aint followin no one
dad: then why are you here?
lady: i can be here if i wanna
dad: but why have you stop walking?
lady: cause i feel like it
dad: your not folowing us?
lady: no
dad: then keep on walking
lady: watif i dont wanna
dad: your going to or your going to jail. dont you DARE stand here, lie to my face and think your gonna get away with it. there is no way in hell your getting my daughter or hurting my family. so fuck off.
lady: whatever
and she walked off. but me and my sister had been so scared. i was shaking the whole time. it was a horrible feeling. i was SOOOO scared. 0.0

we go to the beach all the time in the summer, and we still jump waves together, al four of us. we have seaweed fight, splash each other and just have fun. my dad is always dunking me and my sister and blocking the waves from my mom since she cant get water in her ear. (she has a hole in her eardrum)

sometimes we all sit down and play bored games too. its so much fun. we are always laughing so hard. we go out to dinner too, and we always end up having great conversations.

so basically, it just really sucks that my dad is leaving. cause we are such a close family. i mean, i just said a whole bunch pof good times. we have bad times too, when we hate each other, scream, and say nasty things. but nothing ever gets so bad we cant forgive eachother. and its gonna be so different with him gone, and my mom is going to be so sad. and hes gonna miss the crucial high school years of my sister and i. i mean, now there is going to be no one there to threaten our boyfriends and tell us not to have sex. lol. but im really going to miss him. exspecially while running. cause through all of my traing and races, him and my mom are always there. they came to every single one of my cross-country meets, even the ones in orlando. and that means a lot to me. and during my trainging they are always telling me im and amazing runner and that i can do better. (in a good way, not mean) and at races they are both there screaming loudly for me at the end. =D

i can remember back when i was 3 or 4, my dad worked everyday except for sunday. but every sunday, he was there. and he would walk the dogs with my mom, sister and i up the mountian (in our backyard!) and once we got hig enough, there was this little clearing. you could look out and see the traffic crossing the pass. and my mom and dad always used to laugh at all of the people stuck in traffic. but if you look out past the traffic, you could see more of the cascade mountians. my dad used to pick me and my sister up so we could be high enough to see. and i remeber standing there every sunday as a family, looking out at the mountians from my dad's arms with my sister and my mom right beside there. and it was so amazing, feeling so loved and so together. thats one of my favorite memories. =] and thats the memory im going to think about every day that hes gone. =D

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