{"id":338,"date":"2016-03-06T23:04:28","date_gmt":"2016-03-06T23:04:28","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.fatherville.com\/wordpress\/?p=338"},"modified":"2016-03-06T23:04:28","modified_gmt":"2016-03-06T23:04:28","slug":"my-daddy-when-i-was-four","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/fatherville.com\/index.php\/2016\/03\/06\/my-daddy-when-i-was-four\/","title":{"rendered":"My Daddy When I Was Four"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: left;\" align=\"center\">When I was:<\/p>\n<p>4 years old: My daddy can do anything.<\/p>\n<p>5 years old: My daddy knows a whole lot.<\/p>\n<p>6 years old: My dad is smarter than your dad.<\/p>\n<p>8 years old: My dad doesn&#8217;t know exactly everything.<\/p>\n<p>10 years old: In the olden days, when my dad grew up, things were sure different.<\/p>\n<p>12 years old: Oh, well, naturally, Dad doesn&#8217;t know anything about that. He is too old to remember his childhood.<\/p>\n<p>14 years old: Don&#8217;t pay any attention to my dad. He is so old- fashioned.<\/p>\n<p>21 years old: Him? My Lord, he&#8217;s hopelessly out-of-date.<\/p>\n<p>25 years old: Dad knows about it, but then he should, because he has been around so long.<\/p>\n<p>30 years old: Maybe we should ask Dad what he thinks. After all, he&#8217;s had a lot of experience.<\/p>\n<p>35 years old: I&#8217;m not doing a single thing until I talk to Dad.<\/p>\n<p>40 years old: I wonder how Dad would have handled it. He was so wise.<\/p>\n<p>50 years old: I&#8217;d give anything if Dad were here now so I could talk this over with him. Too bad I didn&#8217;t appreciate how smart he was. I could have learned a lot from him.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\" align=\"center\">Author: Unknown.<br \/>\nThis poem, was in a Ann Landers Column for Fathers Day in 1999.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>When I was: 4 years old: My daddy can do anything. 5 years old: My daddy knows a whole lot. 6 years old: My dad is smarter than your dad. 8 years old: My dad doesn&#8217;t know exactly everything. 10 years old: In the olden days, when my dad grew up, things were sure different. [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"give_campaign_id":0,"nf_dc_page":"","om_disable_all_campaigns":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[17],"tags":[18],"class_list":["post-338","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poems-for-dads","tag-poems-for-dads"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/fatherville.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/338","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/fatherville.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/fatherville.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/fatherville.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/fatherville.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=338"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/fatherville.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/338\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":339,"href":"https:\/\/fatherville.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/338\/revisions\/339"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/fatherville.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=338"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/fatherville.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=338"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/fatherville.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=338"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}