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Baked, Dad, and Fail: So my mom told me a story... theguilteaparty Growing up, my mom and her siblings would make banana bread every week Literally every week since the first one of them leamed how to make it, they started making banana bread- lo and behold though, they liked it with walnuts and they all knew their dad hated walnuts So they made a special loaf of banana bread just for him every week, just for him to eat Nobody else was allowed to eat it because that was his banana bread, baked especially for him So anyways, they did this once a week from middle school up until every last one of them moved out of the house (and considering there was at least 10 years difference from the oldest to the youngest, this was quite some time) So that's like... 16 years of weekly banana bread. And he always finished it He, without fail, ate the whole loaf of bread by himself That's approximately 835 loaves of banana bread. Now Skip ahead a few years and they're all visiting and baking banana bread and they start making a dad's bread and their mom comes in, "I don't think he can handle eating one more slice of banana breadl What are you talking about? He loves banana breadl He had it all the timel This is when my grandma, their mom, broke the news that my grandfather loathed banana bread with every fiber of his being, He just adored that his kids loved him enough to make him a special loaf of banana bread every week (and he didnt have the heart to tell them that he couldnt stand banana bread) and he was incredibly, utterly upset that my grandma tokd the kids his big secret My grandfather was a loving, patent, gentle man who absolutely hated banana bread but loved his kids so much more and I just wanted to share that with you guys. I think this story is just about the perfect example of the kind of person he was I’ve read this story a thousand times and it still makes me cry. I’m gonna go hug my grandparents via /r/wholesomememes http://bit.ly/2WZFNwz
Baked, Dad, and Fail: So my mom told me a story...
 theguilteaparty
 Growing up, my mom and her siblings would make banana bread every
 week
 Literally every week since the first one of them leamed how to make it, they
 started making banana bread- lo and behold though, they liked it with
 walnuts and they all knew their dad hated walnuts
 So they made a special loaf of banana bread just for him every week, just
 for him to eat Nobody else was allowed to eat it because that was his
 banana bread, baked especially for him
 So anyways, they did this once a week from middle school up until every
 last one of them moved out of the house (and considering there was at least
 10 years difference from the oldest to the youngest, this was quite some
 time) So that's like... 16 years of weekly banana bread. And he always
 finished it He, without fail, ate the whole loaf of bread by himself
 That's approximately 835 loaves of banana bread.
 Now
 Skip ahead a few years
 and they're all visiting and baking banana bread and they start making a
 dad's bread and their mom comes in, "I don't think he can handle eating one
 more slice of banana breadl
 What are you talking about? He loves banana breadl He had it all the timel
 This is when my grandma, their mom, broke the news that my grandfather
 loathed banana bread with every fiber of his being, He just adored that his
 kids loved him enough to make him a special loaf of banana bread every
 week (and he didnt have the heart to tell them that he couldnt stand
 banana bread) and he was incredibly, utterly upset that my grandma tokd
 the kids his big secret
 My grandfather was a loving, patent, gentle man who absolutely hated
 banana bread but loved his kids so much more and I just wanted to share
 that with you guys. I think this story is just about the perfect example of the
 kind of person he was
I’ve read this story a thousand times and it still makes me cry. I’m gonna go hug my grandparents via /r/wholesomememes http://bit.ly/2WZFNwz

I’ve read this story a thousand times and it still makes me cry. I’m gonna go hug my grandparents via /r/wholesomememes http://bit.ly/2WZFNw...

Baked, Dad, and Fail: So my mom told me a story... theguilteaparty Growing up, my mom and her siblings would make banana bread every week Literally every week since the first one of them leamed how to make it, they started making banana bread- lo and behold though, they liked it with walnuts and they all knew their dad hated walnuts So they made a special loaf of banana bread just for him every week, just for him to eat Nobody else was allowed to eat it because that was his banana bread, baked especially for him So anyways, they did this once a week from middle school up until every last one of them moved out of the house (and considering there was at least 10 years difference from the oldest to the youngest, this was quite some time) So that's like... 16 years of weekly banana bread. And he always finished it He, without fail, ate the whole loaf of bread by himself That's approximately 835 loaves of banana bread. Now Skip ahead a few years and they're all visiting and baking banana bread and they start making a dad's bread and their mom comes in, "I don't think he can handle eating one more slice of banana breadl What are you talking about? He loves banana breadl He had it all the timel This is when my grandma, their mom, broke the news that my grandfather loathed banana bread with every fiber of his being, He just adored that his kids loved him enough to make him a special loaf of banana bread every week (and he didnt have the heart to tell them that he couldnt stand banana bread) and he was incredibly, utterly upset that my grandma tokd the kids his big secret My grandfather was a loving, patent, gentle man who absolutely hated banana bread but loved his kids so much more and I just wanted to share that with you guys. I think this story is just about the perfect example of the kind of person he was I’ve read this story a thousand times and it still makes me cry. I’m gonna go hug my grandparents
Baked, Dad, and Fail: So my mom told me a story...
 theguilteaparty
 Growing up, my mom and her siblings would make banana bread every
 week
 Literally every week since the first one of them leamed how to make it, they
 started making banana bread- lo and behold though, they liked it with
 walnuts and they all knew their dad hated walnuts
 So they made a special loaf of banana bread just for him every week, just
 for him to eat Nobody else was allowed to eat it because that was his
 banana bread, baked especially for him
 So anyways, they did this once a week from middle school up until every
 last one of them moved out of the house (and considering there was at least
 10 years difference from the oldest to the youngest, this was quite some
 time) So that's like... 16 years of weekly banana bread. And he always
 finished it He, without fail, ate the whole loaf of bread by himself
 That's approximately 835 loaves of banana bread.
 Now
 Skip ahead a few years
 and they're all visiting and baking banana bread and they start making a
 dad's bread and their mom comes in, "I don't think he can handle eating one
 more slice of banana breadl
 What are you talking about? He loves banana breadl He had it all the timel
 This is when my grandma, their mom, broke the news that my grandfather
 loathed banana bread with every fiber of his being, He just adored that his
 kids loved him enough to make him a special loaf of banana bread every
 week (and he didnt have the heart to tell them that he couldnt stand
 banana bread) and he was incredibly, utterly upset that my grandma tokd
 the kids his big secret
 My grandfather was a loving, patent, gentle man who absolutely hated
 banana bread but loved his kids so much more and I just wanted to share
 that with you guys. I think this story is just about the perfect example of the
 kind of person he was
I’ve read this story a thousand times and it still makes me cry. I’m gonna go hug my grandparents

I’ve read this story a thousand times and it still makes me cry. I’m gonna go hug my grandparents

Birthday, Children, and Crying: ERIDIEN darecrow: Imagine going to a party and the white suburban stay at home mom with two overachiever kids and white dad who barbeques but doesn’t know how to barbeque and yet is always surrounded by other white Dads who compliment his barbqeuing even though they’re just store bought preshaped frozen patties from Ralph’s or Food 4 Less and while he’s cooking those the white mom comes out and says “okay kids, here’s some pizza!” And she pulls this out and starts telling the kids why its a “fun pizza” and then cries in her master bedroom when no one likes it or finishes it and the white dad is then consoling her why she sobs that she’s a terrible mother and ruined her fourth grade straight B+ sons birthday and thinks her kids hate her but they don’t care but she continues crying softly into her pillow while the children eat poorly cooked burgers with unmelted kraft singles and too much mayonnaise and the only other condiments are two pickles and pepper because the dad calls it his special burger with a secret spice but the spice was just pepper and the kids just keep playing E rated games on their Nintendo Wii while the 17 year old older sister starts cleaning the tragedy up and throwing away uneaten “fun pizza” and whole burgers dejected from the start while she dials Pizza Hut to get these kids an actual birthday lunch and the mother then throws a fit because the daughter did something the kids liked and she didn’t and was the only one making a huge deal out of it and the daughter was then grounded from her TV in her room for only two days and the son went to blow out the candles in his standard birthday cake from food 4 less the mom added strawberries to so she could feel she did something but was still slightly teary and sad because her day was ruined by no one wanting to eat her “fun pizza”
Birthday, Children, and Crying: ERIDIEN
darecrow:

Imagine going to a party and the white suburban stay at home mom with two overachiever kids and white dad who barbeques but doesn’t know how to barbeque and yet is always surrounded by other white Dads who compliment his barbqeuing even though they’re just store bought preshaped frozen patties from Ralph’s or Food 4 Less and while he’s cooking those the white mom comes out and says “okay kids, here’s some pizza!” And she pulls this out and starts telling the kids why its a “fun pizza” and then cries in her master bedroom when no one likes it or finishes it and the white dad is then consoling her why she sobs that she’s a terrible mother and ruined her fourth grade straight B+ sons birthday and thinks her kids hate her but they don’t care but she continues crying softly into her pillow while the children eat poorly cooked burgers with unmelted kraft singles and too much mayonnaise and the only other condiments are two pickles and pepper because the dad calls it his special burger with a secret spice but the spice was just pepper and the kids just keep playing E rated games on their Nintendo Wii while the 17 year old older sister starts cleaning the tragedy up and throwing away uneaten “fun pizza” and whole burgers dejected from the start while she dials Pizza Hut to get these kids an actual birthday lunch and the mother then throws a fit because the daughter did something the kids liked and she didn’t and was the only one making a huge deal out of it and the daughter was then grounded from her TV in her room for only two days and the son went to blow out the candles in his standard birthday cake from food 4 less the mom added strawberries to so she could feel she did something but was still slightly teary and sad because her day was ruined by no one wanting to eat her “fun pizza”

darecrow: Imagine going to a party and the white suburban stay at home mom with two overachiever kids and white dad who barbeques but doesn...