Sunday Poem Day

God Gave me a Gift   

 by David Barton

Of all the blessings in my life

My home, my job, my lovely wife,

There is one gift unique and sweet,

That makes me whole, fulfilled, complete. 

I prayed for children, and they came,

Three boys who bear the Barton name,

But only one is the prin-cess

The girl who came my life to bless.

So thank you Lord for Emma dear,

She is my darling, that is clear.

I love her laugh, her words, her smile, 

Her crazy bligs, her facebook style, 

I love the times she cuddles in

And lays her head beneath my chin.

My little girl she'll always be

Despite the fact she's far from me. 

Please keep her safe, secure, and warm,

Please send her love, and grace, and charm.

And let her know that where ere she be,

That two men love her- you and me. 

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And this is why I have the best dad in the world. 

Happy Father's Day, Dadio! 

I love you to Pluto and back. 

Love always,

Ems

Happy Birthday, Dadio!

I would just like to publicly announce that I have the greatest father and wish him a very happy 48th birthday. I feel okay announcing his age to the internet considering that all day at the office he continually told people that 48 was his greatest year and that's he's never felt better. If he wasn't feeling so great about his age, I wouldn't parade his age around, but apparently, it's great to be 48!

I've really loved working with my dad this week and am excited to spend the entire summer working with him at least once a week. He's just a joy to be around- really, he is. First off, he rarely gets mad. I think I can remember two times when I saw his temperature rise. Secondly, he enjoyes laughing- but not just the normal laugh that most normal people do... the big, boisterous, everybody in the building will hear laugh (he sneezes the same way, but that's a different story).  The point of his laugh is to reinforce the idea that he just spreads happiness- kinda like a sneeze spreads germs (weird analogy? totally). Third, I have always known how much he loves me. I've never even begun to question his love for our family. He continually supports us in all of our adventures and aspirations and makes sure that we know we have his support and love. He also gets a bit over-enthusiastic about our exciting adventures, but that just makes you know that he really does love and care about whatever it is that he's trying to be a part of by living vicariously through you (if that makes sense). I also love that he leaves me notes and writes me poetry- I fully blame him for my romantic ideas and determinations in life, but I'm also really grateful he taught me to appreciate that because romance and chivalry are not dead in the world and I think I have a right to expect that from someone I love.  :)

Mostly, I just love that my dad has always stood by my side and been my hand to hold when times get tough. I love that he has shown me what a loving father should be like. I love that he pursues his dreams and helps me pursue mine. I love that he never stops loving my mom. I love knowing that he will forever be mine and that God blessed me by making me his daughter.

I love you, Dad!

Love always,
Ems

Father's Day 2012.

I wasn't going to post about Father's Day because every one's blog reads the same thing, but, I looked back in my history and realized I didn't do a Father's Day post last year and decided that I should probably make up for that this year. So, since that's the case....

That's my dad swinging on a vine in Hawaii. Which, moments after the picture, snapped and sent him skidding across the edge of the Road to Hana. He's a goof. Obviously. Probably one of the best things will be when we can compile all of his really weird/dorky photos and put them together in a slideshow for his 50th birthday... That'll be a good day.

I love my dad because he's not afraid of doing all those weird things. He's taught me to be myself and enjoy life because no one else can do those things for you. He's taught me that people will flock to you if you are kind and outgoing and fun. He's taught me that winning isn't everything and sometimes the losers make the better friends.  

My dad has never let me stop trying. He's the reason I'm out here in Orlando for the summer working for Disney, a dream he's know about since I first started dancing at Disneyland every year. He's the reason that I'm at BYU, and the reason why I'm not settling till I find my own perfect Mr. Darcy. He's the reason I have the strength to back away from situations that are not where I should be, and the standard to which I measure every guy.

My dad is my hero.
My dad is my protector.
My dad is my best friend,
and I could never express the depth of my love for him.

Happy Father's day, Dad!
I love you!

Love always,
Ems