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RIP Mr. Bubls
Ethan’s family had a funeral when his sister’s fish died. Ethan wrote a eulogy of sorts to commemorate the tragedy.
Death has never been described so succinctly.
Admittedly, not so great for Mr. Bubls (RIP), but good for us, even though we do fell bad.
Let it Linger (And Leave a Note)
Chrissy found this laying on her husband’s pillow:
When documenting incidents of flatulence in relation to bedding, accurate timestamping is always important.
Dads and Grandpas: Bring on the Nair!
It’s probably safe to assume that Uncle Jeff has a hairy chest and arms, as well.
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Thanks to Jessica for sharing her 7-year-old’s astute, concise observations detailing the only real meaningful difference between males and females.
Speaking of being observant, this is a great time of year to discover some hidden gems in your children’s backpacks as you decontaminate and disinfect clean them out. Please consider submitting these treasures to Stuff Kids Write! (No, we’re not referring to the rock-hard, half-eaten cheese sticks; we mean the humorous school assignments.)
And have a terrific Father’s Day, all you hairy beasts out there! Just don’t go shedding all over everybody!
Armpit Farts: The Only Way to End Your Day
Michael over at Dadicus Grinch shared this daily “To Do” list that his 7-year-old son Hayden brought home from school one day.
Michael asked if the teacher had assigned Hayden and his classmates the job of making a list: “No, a few of us just wanted to make them.”
You’ll find that Hayden’s list is incredibly thorough (and hilarious).
A couple of annotations, courtesy of Michael:
4. “Special” is the term for a rotating class: Art, Gym, Music…
14. “Pink” is what we call their fluoride rinse. So glad that I put the fear of the dentist in them — can you tell?
17. “Jump and do armpit farts” The boy is lucky he hasn’t cracked any ribs he’s been doing so many damn armpit farts.
In honor of 7-year-olds everywhere, we at Stuff Kids Write invite to join us in completing Hayden’s list today.
Just don’t crack any ribs.
The Best Santa Letter Book Ever!
Thanks to Liz for sharing her 8-year-old’s Christmas letter! (And good luck with that list, Liz!)
Happy holidays, everyone!
Turning Up the Heat (On Dad)
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?
Happy Beerthday, Papa!
Don’s 5-year-old daughter made this birthday card for her papa.
It really captures everything a papa could hope for on his birthday.
Family? Check.
Bar? Check.
Laughter? Check.
Hamburger? Check.
Attentive wait staff? Check.
Music? Check.
Good beer? Check.
Happy birthday, indeed.
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On behalf of SKW’s followers, a toast to Don, his daughter, and Papa! With good beer, of course. (Are there bad beers?)
Thanks for sharing, Don!
(You can check out Don’s thoughts on his daughter’s beerthday masterpiece at his blog, Don of All Trades.
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