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You’re twenty-five, a quarter of a century,
but you’ll always be a son to me.
You now have a toddler girl and an infant son.
Do you remember when you were that young?
When you were that big, I’d read to you each night,
three books, and then I’d turn off the light.
We kept in touch with your extended family.
The way to spell love is T-I-M-E.
Milestones were celebrated with cousins and friends.
Birthday parties would last all weekend.
True love is more than just a feeling.
It helps to be hopeful, humble, and healing.
I always tried to be a role model for you.
Now it’s your turn. You can do it too!
We had codes for each other, more than one rule.
You said, “Don’t call it daycare. Call it a school!”
To deal with a kid’s conduct takes a bag of tricks.
Natural consequences do more than a quick fix.
When you must discipline, keep a gentle spirit.
Screaming and name-calling; don’t let them hear it.
Strive to be consistent, compassionate, and direct.
The intention is to nurture, to mold, and correct.
Showing affection always has its place.
Say “I love you” often and give an embrace.
Apologize when you’ve make a mistake.
Kids can detect when you do something fake.
To enjoy children, take part in their play.
Encourage sports and make-believe; do it each day.
Every chance you get, share meals together.
Turn off the TV; a conversation is better.
I tried to give you healthy foods and snacks.
I took care of you. I watched your back.
Enjoy your children and never say never.
Keep your kids close and you’ll be a father forever.
And enjoy the days of your 25th year.
Give your dad a call. Hold your children near.
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