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Zusatztext “Melina Gerosa Bellows has put together the perfect gift for your fathers on their special day.” – pawnation.com “This was an amazing collection of photographs that will bring you a great picture of fatherhood that transcends human relationships.” – Dad of Divas “The book celebrates fatherhood with amusing and heartfelt thank-yous illustrated with adorable images and father fact from the animal kingdom.” – Late Night Parents “See more adorable animal fathers and their kids in the new book Love You! Dad: A Book of Thanks.” – thefluffingtonpost.com “The book features adorable animal photos combined with reasons why we love dads - including a tiny chipmunk shoving a whole peanut in his mouth with the caption "Love you! Dad! for (occasionally) letting me stuff my face." –helloadorable.com “It’s a great way to remind us of the universal power of a father’s love.” –nationalgeographic.com Informationen zum Autor Melina Bellows Klappentext A tiny little book with a great big message, Love You, Dad: A Book of Appreciation recognizes all the important things that fathers do for their children. Melina Gerosa Bellows, head of National Geographic Kids and Family, has written a simple and moving tribute that will touch the hearts of dads everywhere. Page after page is illustrated with heartwarming National Geographic photography of animal dads and animal kids. A perfect gift for celebrating Father's Day, becoming a new parent, or just to show your appreciation, Love You, Dad is a great way to show your dad how much you care. Excerpt from “Love You, Dad” Every daughter has a “dad story”—a cherished tale that encapsulates her relationship with the man who helped bring her into the world. Mine, as it happens, involves a dog bite. My kids love this tale, and my father, who came to my rescue, loves to tell it. It’s right before Father’s Day. We’re all lounging by the pool deck, and Grandpa’s just getting to the good part. My kids, five-year-old Mackenzie and seven-year-old Chase, are riveted. Mouths agape, they resemble two frozen statues as they stand before him. All that moves is the pool water dripping from their bathing suits. “Your mother was right around your age,” he’s saying. “And the first thing we heard was the sound of her crying: ‘Waa! Waa! Waa!’ ” Mackenzie looks relieved. The story is exactly the same as last time. “But then we see her, and her eye was hanging out like this,” he says holding his hand in front of his cheekbone like a catcher’s mitt. “Was there a lot of blood?” asks Chase. “Yes!” Grandpa says enthusiastically. “So much we couldn’t see her face.” Mackenzie nods, knowingly. “Was the eye out out,” asks Chase, always double-checking, “or just sort of out?” Grandpa cocks his head and thinks a minute. This is the grand finale, and he knows it. “Dangling!” he finally declares. “Ewwwww,” they both say in unison and, completely sated, jump into the pool. They already know that the story has a happy ending: Dad races his daughter to the E.R., just in time. Sixty-seven stitches and a lot of luck later, their mom has 20/20 vision. “Thanks, Dad,” I say 40 years later. “For the eyeball.” We both laugh. And everything else, I want to add. But I don’t. My father isn’t the touchy-feely type, given to expressing his emotions. But every time he tells this story, I realize how much he loves me. Reflecting on his unstoppable heroism and the knowledge that he’s always been there for me, no matter what, I am flooded with love and gratitude—for how much I owe him, and how much he’s shaped me over the years. In my family as in so many others, we never put that stuff—the really important stuff—into words. We communicate it all through co...
