Sentences with phrase «of seeing dad»

I knew she was stressed - out with the thought of seeing Dad, but right now I was more concerned about Pablo.

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One of the most difficult things I saw as a youngster was my parents arguing over whether my dad had an extra dollar to give to my mother.

My dad sat me down in front of his brand new see - through blue iMac G3 and clicked on a tiny AOL icon.

My dad had a lot of reservations but eventually he was able to see it was something I loved and could also make a living and support a family with, and I think once he realized that he was cool with it.

Already the king of animated comedies, this summer saw the writer - producer - director - animator - star of such shows as American Dad!

I like work flexibility because it will allow me to see more of my family that lives in another state, as well as be available more for my dad who is going to be 82 this year.

Seeing that I wasn't quite following, and still reeling from the casual death threat, my dad handed me a dog - eared copy of Ed Thorp's book Beat the Dealer, and said that that was how he had learned.

Go see if your supervisor, manager, boss, mom or dad owes you one for some of the things they do first.

She spoke of family; I listened to her yearning to see her mom and dad again and, as I listened, I affirmed her hope to be reunited with them.

The description of fluid gurgling in their throats while reaching their hands out to things we can not see was especially meaningful as Dad was engaged in a dialog with someone unseen for several hours before he passed.

You see, my dad employed this JW to work as his office secretary for a number of years.

But when Dad got sick, I saw and felt the response of these «good» people for what it was — cold, hard, rigid dogma utterly lacking in compassion, empathy, or any type of wisdom or truth.

And I know most of you probably won't see homosexuality as bad as a dad molesting his child, but you probably don't see a lie as bad as murder either...

That third boy with shoulders broader than his dad's, he's out seeing the world through a lens and giving me fresh eyes that enlarge this old beat - up heart, and the last boy, the grinning one gunning to be the tallest, he made us dinner last night and the night before that and there's hardly a day goes by that he doesn't hug me half a dozen times, kissing me squarely on the top of my head.

Those two days will likely be one of the greatest memories of my life; just a peaceful, quiet, loving and intimate two days of learning Evelynn, nursing her, seeing her skin - to - skin for hours with her Dad, eating, being cared for and even watching Hockey Night in Canada on Saturday night.

Actually, this is a perfect example of appearing the suffering dad who never sees his kids when in fact its Tuesday over nights and every other weekend.

I am reminded of a bumper sticker my dad saw.

When asked if dads should get the same time off as mothers after the birth of their child he replied: «I don't see why not, a child has two parents often and actually to give them both equal rights is a good thing.

And all of this, with a view to eternity — stretching towards heaven — where we hope to enjoy that perfect union with God himself and to see Dad again, and with him to rejoice in the communion of saints.

I'd seen pictures of my dad so I recognised him and Jesus was presenting me to him.

You see, your dad and brothers are the source of the problem.

Nonbelievers see the absurdity of Magic Dad and his Wayward Son and are obligated to say something.

«I've just seen kids grow up without their dads, and the chances of Aidan not being a troublemaker when he's older without having his dad in his life are slim to none,» she says.

To let them see their dad choring around on a Saturday, make sure they grab a broom and sweep up drywall dust alongside of him.

To let them see me being faithful to my calling, let them see their dad empowering me to do it with his enthusiastic blessing, let them see it as part of our family's gift to the world.

I want to remember how your baby hair is still so wispy and fine, how everyone who sees you exclaims over how much you look like your dad, how your little feet are still so pudgy and round, how you climb into your little toy basket and perch there for a solid hour, how you laugh so hard when you're crawling away from your brother's chasing that you fall over, how you roll around on the floor laughing until you are gasping at the antics of the rest of us.

It would probably be easier to just ask me if I saw a band or not, but here goes some: Stones, Zepplin, ELP, Pink Floyd, Genesis, Queen, Rush, Van Halen, (both guys) AC / DC, Styx, (many times; they used to play at our local Civic Center, and my friend's dad used to get us free tix; I was sick of «Lady» by the time it hit the big time) Beach Boys (fun!)

Though it was a situation so many people didn't see coming, I felt there was a stronger sense of people wanting this situation to arise that pushed my dad to the reality of either staying at the church until he was the only one left or giving his position to someone else who would pleases a larger portion of the congregation.

When I saw that Matthew had titled this section of his book «My Dad's Worst Day,» tears gathered in my eyes.

Richard, it's so through... Dominican Republic Sunday morning... moms and dads carrying their kids on their back, some walk more then an hour in the burning sun... Church is... on a piece of land stretched out blankets under the tree... they took of their flip flops... its a holy land... they don't have to fight about the color of the carpet, either the washrooms vanity or chairs style and colors... the have no chairs, no washrooms, no piano, no lights, no AC... they are sincerely seeking God, listening to the preaching and in the middle of the darkness they see the light, they hope for better... they ARE what I call the REAL church.

When my dad died of cancer, I refused to see a grief counselor because I knew God had taken him and I would see him again someday.

As Herb neared the bedroom to see if anything was wrong, he saw that Dad was obviously in that twilight zone one experiences before the final slumber of death.

The cartoonists can count on it for fare; we still see drawings of the tots marching in and out of church buildings while Dad, still in pajama shirt, shivers over cigarette and newspaper outside in the car that he can no longer afford to heat during the children's weekly spiritual pit stop.

I was treated like the plague by many Christians after my father stepped down and for years that is one reason I struggled to remember the forgiveness of God that I received at the cross as I saw so many Christians get angry at one another because of what my dad did.

My dad always loved winter root vegetables so every time I see a soup made with them, it makes me think of him:)

Carving pumpkins was one of my favorite things to do with my dad growing up and seeing all the amazing carved pumpkins in my...

Dad peers curiously at the food - in - progress, and I can see him scrolling through his mental list of Weird Things My Daughter Often Eats.

You can see him reaching for another slice in the first photo up top... On a scale of 1 to Trader Joe's Cornbread (my Dad's FAVORITE breakfast item) this banana bread came in at a very close second, which is really saying something since there's been times I've flown home with half my suitcase filled with that dang cornbread.

Luckily, my dad was immediately on board with the idea, and executed the masterful batch of cookies you see above.

«It's humbling to see pictures of the original stores, knowing that my dad came here as an immigrant, had a vision and worked extraordinarily hard to build what is now a small grocery empire.

Every year growing up my mom and I would bake loaf after loaf of zucchini bread as my dad would pull the biggest zucchinis you've ever seen from our garden and pile them up on the back step.

As it happened to be near my parent's house, I gave my Dad a call to see if he had heard of it.

I made these delish lemon brownies for first time and brought them to our friends» house other evening — Dad and the son saw lemon and said they were not fans of «lemon» but decided to try them and they ate more then others that did like lemon!

My lifelong love affair with those salty, powerfully fishy flavors of the sea no doubt originated with my dad, who was happy to keep tins of sardines in the house, and when I think back we kids must've been a sight to see, eagerly inhaling sardines in mustard or sardines in olive oil with crackers, toast, or just by themselves.

Seeing my dad for the first time, standing with a tour group of older women who refused to leave the island until they «saw the bride».

I've never been to India but my dad spent a lot of time traveling there when he was younger and said that everyone has to go to India once, not to take pictures at the Taj Mahal but to see the extent of what humans can adapt to.

Since I always think of my dad when I see asparagus, I am dedicating this soup recipe to my dad who is no longer in this world.

Where exactly we headed for each year wasn't dictated by the prospect of seeing family or friends — it was simply the cheapest option my dad could find.

Beth, My dad is from WI, and it continues (nearly 50 yrs later) to make him chuckle to see all the folks up in arms around the DC area about flakes of snow.

: — RRB - Really trying to help my dad: - / I'm proud of him for even considering trying it (anything «new» food-wise) as he is almost (literally) «new - food - phobic»... He even saw a psychologist about his food issues years ago with no good results!