Father’s Day Surprise
Daddy Parker awoke on Father’s Day morning to an eerily quiet house. With three lively children, a hush was an uncommon occurrence, leaving him feeling unsettled.
“It’s peculiar to experience such quietness,” Daddy Parker remarked. “I find myself longing for the usual noise and clatter. I never thought I’d miss the chaos.”
He made his way downstairs to the kitchen and started the coffee maker. To his surprise, it was already ten o’clock—a rarity for him.
“I must have really needed the rest,” Daddy Parker mused.
As he poured his coffee, an index card caught his eye. It read, “Dear Daddy: Guess who wrote this note. It’s because I love you; you mean the world to me.”
“This must be from my Annie,” Daddy Parker smiled. “She’s my cherished angel, my only daughter.”
Before having a refreshing shower, he found another note on the bathroom mirror.
“Dear Dad: Guess who can’t wait to watch the baseball game with you tonight. Love ya!”
“My eldest, Jason,” Daddy Parker beamed. “He’s certainly following in my footsteps.”
In the bedroom, a third note awaited him. “Dear Daddy: Guess who’s waiting in the backyard. We’re trying to stay quiet.”
“Jeremy,” Daddy Parker chuckled. “My youngest, the heart of our home’s joyful noise.”
Dressing quickly, Daddy Parker joined his family outside for a Father’s Day barbecue.
“Happy Father’s Day!” they cheered.
“Oh, that delightful noise!” Daddy Parker laughed. “It’s what I love most!”
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