Category Archives: For Dads
We at SKW hereby officially declare this note from 9-year-old Ryan to his father as the most convincing, guilt-inducing argument for plugging in a fan in the history of pleas to parents from their children for electrically generated air circulation.
Man, can those close-to-suffocating, very-nearly-heat-strokin’ first born sons lay on a guilt trip, or what?
Sometimes kids write in strange places.
Thanks to SKW reader Tina for submitting this awesome piece. She explains:
I found this note while moving. I’ve had that table for about 8 years and never knew it was there!
The unanswered question: Who wrote this?
Based on the sentiment expressed, we can at least narrow it down to only those kids who’ve ever had parents.
manifesto letter and decide for yourself, but we’re pretty sure that 9-year-old Rylan — of Lego portfolio fame — would like to have a dog.
Thanks to Travis and Suzie — Rylan’s heartless parents — for sharing this masterpiece of wanton kid-inflicted parental shame inducement with SKW.
Last year, when Dylan was three, her nanny asked her questions about her daddy and recorded her answers. With Andy’s permission, we’ve annotated Dylan’s responses.
One thing is for sure: Dylan loves her Daddy.
Special thanks to Andy of Our Life in 3D for submitting this. He and Dylan’s Mommy have an entertaining daughter!
With both Mother’s and Father’s Day coming up, why not have your child fill in a questionnaire and send us the humorous results? Email us at stuffkidswrite(at)gmail.com.
Olivia shared this note from her 8-year-old daughter, Teagan.
It’s clear that Teagan understands how dads operate. Her mom explains:
Tonight I had to run by the grocery store to pick up a prescription. Two kids in tow, I sent them to go pick out some Jell-o or pudding (they didn’t even have to agree on a flavor). They thought I was the coolest mom ever; I was just happy to not have them in the pharmacy line with me.
My son, who’s 7, returned with the adult version of pudding: dark chocolate, three layers, and a something that was supposed to look like raspberries. My daughter, who’s 8, came back with lemon-lime Jell-o. Sugar free. In other words, about as tempting as the open-backed gown and hospital bed that usually accompany such a treat.
When we got home, each kid enjoyed a cup and then headed towards their bedtime routines. I went about picking up the tornado of the day, and upon opening the fridge I found this (at least she wrote it with love):
We can only assume that the three-layer, dark chocolate pudding – which did not have a sticky note disclaimer – was fair game.
Smart girl, Teagan.
Thanks to Olivia for submitting to Stuff Kids Write (and please go check out her site Cross Training). She would probably agree that it took her less time to snap a pic of Teagan’s note and email it to email@example.com than it would to eat one of those Jell-o snacks. And Stuff Kids Write has zero calories! (Open-backed gowns are optional.)
So what are you waiting for? Submit today!
Last month, Tamara and her husband decided to go against their bacon-loving ways and forgo meat. For a month. They have five kids who were also subjected to their 30 Days to Beat the Meat challenge .
Their third child, at age 7, decided to write a persuasive note to her dad.
But for those of you who may think a husband does not need to answer to his wife, I refer you to My Big Fat Greek Wedding, an opus on relationships.
Now please go to Tamara’s blog, Tamara Out Loud. She is a fab woman and a fab writer who blogs about sex and faith and pole dancing, not always at the same time, but sometimes.
My daughter, Vivian, likes to write.
Last weekend, she and her dad were watching Canada and Germany play soccer in the Women’s World Cup.
Daddy told her not to talk, so she wrote.
At first, Vivian engaged him with trivia.
Vivian answered with notes.
Vivian is going into Grade 2, and she’s mastered the art of the note.
In rhyming couplets.
I love that I can leave things like Father’s Day cards and crafts to my kids’ teachers. On Friday, both Vivian and William brought home the worst-kept secrets ever: bird houses they painted and built in their Grade One classrooms.
They also brought home letters to their dad.
Here is William’s note. You can see my transcription (and interpretations) below.
Dear Dad [great beginning]
I Love you so much! [This sentence took me a day to write. I told Mom. She says either it's heartfelt or I spent 44 minutes daydreaming about Decepticons.]
I like shooting bask[ets] with you and playing soccer with you [especially when you I score on you, like I did at last night's parents vs. children soccer game].
love william [who needs capital letters? e. e. cummings didn't].
Here is Vivian’s letter (William’s twin sister):
Dear Dad [another fab opener],
Thank you for making my life better in the past few years [even though those first four years were very rough].
You ARE the best! [as opposed to...were?]
You buy us things we like [way too much according to Mom], and you play with us.You love us too.
Wow dad I don’t know how you do that [but I plan to google it soon].
You would get a trophy from me…You will! [but Mom doesn't like letting any more stuff in the house].
Love you[r] daughter Vivian [you know, in case you were thinking I was someone else's daughter].