PALMER FAMILY: Danny's Birthday

Saturday, January 31, 2009

Danny's Birthday

Yesterday was Danny's birthday, he turned 29. We went out to the shooting range to help Payton practice for his hunter ed. test and to shoot some of our guns, that was fun. Danny had to finish some things up at work, so we went down to the mortuary for awhile, then came home and cooked dinner and his birthday cake. The kids had gotten him a little something and were so excited to give it to him. I love that you can take a kid to the store and they want to buy dad a candy or something little like that and it is the neatest thing in the world to them. We are getting old.

Danny also got a haircut. Dawnan did a good job. His hair was getting so long. After the hair cut they decided to wax his eyebrows, they are still red and tender.

3 comments:

scoot and sara said...: Happy Birthday Danny. I was gonna send you a text or something but oh well. Glad you waxed your eyebrows.... queer. Did you guys get payton's .17 sighted in?; February 1, 2009 at 6:16 PM
Brooke said...: What an old man. Geece! I am 7 months younger than him. He is super old. But not me.
Happy Birthday. It would be nice to be 29 forever huh.
brookie; February 1, 2009 at 7:45 PM
Cambria, Ryan, Taeg, Tripp and Brigg said...: happy b-day danny! Kids are the best like that, Taeg will give me a piece of gum and be so excited about it. i love it!; February 15, 2009 at 5:37 PM

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Here is a poem that was sent to me from a friend at work. It really makes you stop and think about what is important in life.

FAMILY
I ran into a stranger as he passed by, "Oh excuse me please" was my reply.He said, "Please excuse me too; I wasn't watching for you."We were very polite, this stranger and I. We went on our way and we said goodbye.But at home a different story is told, How we treat our loved ones, young and old. Later that day, cooking the evening meal, My son stood beside me very still. When I turned, I nearly knocked him down. "Move out of the way," I said with a frown. He walked away, his little heart broken. I didn't realize how harshly I'd spoken.While I lay awake in bed, God's still small voice came to me and said, " While dealing with a stranger, common courtesy you use, but the family you love, you seem to abuse. Go and look on the kitchen floor, You'll find some flowers there by the door. Those are the flowers he brought for you. He picked them himself: pink, yellow and blue. He stood very quietly not to spoil the surprise, you never saw the tears that filled his little eyes."By this time, I felt very small, And now my tears began to fall. I quietly went and knelt by his bed; "Wake up, little one, wake up," I said. "Are these the flowers you picked for me?" He smiled, "I found 'em, out by the tree. I picked 'em because they're pretty like you. I knew you'd like 'em, especially the blue." I said, "Son, I'm very sorry for the way I acted today; I shouldn't have yelled at you that way." He said, "Oh, Mom, that's okay. I love you anyway." I said, "Son, I love you too, and I do like the flowers, especially the blue."FAMILY Are you aware that if we died tomorrow, the company that we are working for could easily replace us in a matter of days. But the family we left behind will feel the loss for the rest of their lives. And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more into work than into our own family, an unwise investment indeed, don't you think?