tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54500075617686894782024-02-07T19:07:19.963-08:00Daddy Varner4 cousins - Daniel, Sean, Seko, and Walter Varner embark on the joys and mistakes of fatherhood. Information found on this blog may not be used against us for any reason. We' be good Daddies !Seko VArnerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03691788371833663473noreply@blogger.comBlogger55125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450007561768689478.post-8187261847999793392017-10-20T11:18:00.003-07:002017-10-20T11:18:52.079-07:00How would you like to be remembered?"I remember the last words my Father said to me right before he kicked the bucket".
"Hey, watch me kick this bucket!"
I only hope I live the kind of life and have the kind of relationship with my daughter that she would be willing to tell this joke at my funeral service. . . and the kind of friends who would laugh because I would want them to (and at least ONE good friend willing to dress as Walterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05134671866275885579noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450007561768689478.post-2636465807153514392012-11-25T18:15:00.001-08:002012-11-25T18:15:44.315-08:00OK I like a little PINK. Some people like a bit to much. Seanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06254862093002700432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450007561768689478.post-38094459026414389782010-09-05T12:12:00.000-07:002010-09-05T12:16:07.365-07:00Another from the Darndest Things file. . .Eva: Dad, Who is Mister Mister?Me: A rock group from the 80s.Eva: Oh. I thought it was some guy named "Mister"Walterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05134671866275885579noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450007561768689478.post-72928549159860194632010-09-05T08:36:00.000-07:002010-09-05T08:46:42.169-07:00Took the good !Sooooo.... We're drivinng in the car from Church and from a lil' shopping when I roll down the windows reveling in the serene summer sun and such. In the back the Lil' ones are chomping hard upon some Tropical flavored chewing-gum. The car smells like a tropical forest until.....A car approaches and passes that reeks of gasoline. I hear some sniffing from the back seat, then almost urined upon Seko VArnerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03691788371833663473noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450007561768689478.post-22519087947107256492010-03-12T02:34:00.000-08:002010-03-14T09:38:54.047-07:00We need to tell our own storiesWe need to tell our own stories I was reading about The Blind Side, yet another "Whitey Saves The Negroes" movie, based on a true story, starring Sandra Bullock - you know the one she one the Oscar for. I haven't seen it yet, so I don't know if the Oscar was well deserved or, like Denzel in Training Day, the Academy finally got around to recognizing her body of work and that just happened to be Walterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05134671866275885579noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450007561768689478.post-87646837160272635972010-01-26T07:12:00.000-08:002010-01-26T07:24:57.358-08:00When I get married...Lately the Lil' Diva has had to deal with a lot of loss. In July 2009 her beloved maternal grandmother became an ancestor. In September 2009 her beloved paternal grandfather became an ancestor and her paternal grandmother was placed into the intensive care unit almost becoming an ancestor. She, the Lil' Diva, dealt with celebrating both of their birthdays without them yet full of tears by our Seko VArnerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03691788371833663473noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450007561768689478.post-72977486055146618212010-01-06T19:07:00.000-08:002010-01-06T19:09:15.946-08:00brain surgery on jan 20I find that i am more than a little worried and in a constant state of prayer.Seanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06254862093002700432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450007561768689478.post-83492473407608010962009-11-28T09:25:00.000-08:002009-12-06T06:38:13.761-08:00Nothing to Share, Nothing to Teach...I Love You Guys.I almost died recently. According to His will, I Am here now. By His spripes I Am healed.I Love you guys.I am walking a rough strech of road now and I Am Blessed to walk it with my Wife Carol.I Am blessed to have the support of my family and dear friends.Carol will leave with Zikora in two weeks because of her visa and will come back a month or so later. I will miss her. I miss Seanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06254862093002700432noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450007561768689478.post-46168317542347517762009-09-25T21:20:00.000-07:002009-09-25T21:41:37.124-07:00My father is now my ancestorDr. Rev. Samuel Lee Varner: Sunrise 10/19/1937. Sunset 09/22/2009.9.22.2009 I was awoken suddenly at 1:37 a.m. I couldn't determine what awoke me. I couldn't immediately return to sleep. 10 minutes or so later I was snoring. At 1:51 a.m. I'm awakened by a phone call. I hear my mother's muffled voice crying hysterically. My sister in-law then appears on the line saying "Seko, Papi's gone. He's Seko VArnerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03691788371833663473noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450007561768689478.post-52061274994757224902009-09-23T08:11:00.000-07:002009-12-06T06:33:00.519-08:00When It Rains. . .Samuel Lee Varner is now an ancestor.He tried to teach me things and really wanted to see my marriage succeed. It was only very recently I was introduced to his wicked sense of humor, not to dissamilar from my own.Walterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05134671866275885579noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450007561768689478.post-32076271843991098272009-08-04T18:00:00.000-07:002009-08-04T18:55:56.606-07:00Ashe, Ashe, AsheAs a Conscious-Christian I have taught my children to pray and worship our Savior. As an African I have taught my children to pour libation. We honor and worship The Almighty, we then honor and worship our Savior, we then give honor to our ancestors.Pouring libation has become very real to mi ninos since their Grammy (Maternal Grandmother) died 15 days ago. This photo taken by my daughter on the Seko VArnerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03691788371833663473noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450007561768689478.post-59595147246864888032009-07-20T20:51:00.000-07:002009-07-20T21:10:03.714-07:00Open Palms Tonight the Wifey and I carried our Ninos into the house, both dead-weights lumped over in our arms oblivious to the struggles of their parents. Tonight was a struggle. Tomorrow was going to be a struggle.Tonight I returned from work with the Sun-son who was too sick to go to summer camp. It was about 6:15 pm. He hung with me today and I completed reports and delivered paperwork and such. As I Seko VArnerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03691788371833663473noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450007561768689478.post-68136709489177768002009-06-14T20:54:00.000-07:002009-06-14T22:07:34.097-07:00Father's Day 2009Knowing that I'd be out of town on Sunday the Wifey & Los Ninos got the jump pon' me. I was surprised this morning with Lil' Ones bearing gifts shouting Happy Father's Day ! To semi-quote Lil' Wayne...... "I'd say it was beautiful, but it was beyond that." I've noticed so many interesting things surrounding fatherhood recently. I was recently in a drug store that had Father's day cards. One Seko VArnerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03691788371833663473noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450007561768689478.post-10320665965672514762009-06-09T06:34:00.001-07:002009-06-09T07:06:12.077-07:00Happy Birthday GOD !Kofi (Male child born on a Friday) Trooper VArner06/09/2000The day I became a father......My sun-son walked into the room this morning at about 5:55 AM and said "Hey Dad, Happy Son-day !" The ritual began. Normally the ritual would entail me calling him "Kofi" all day long until 7:00 P.M. and then calling him his given name symbolizing the seven days he was known as Baby Varner or Trooper until Seko VArnerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03691788371833663473noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450007561768689478.post-87433587918955836022009-05-28T21:35:00.001-07:002009-05-28T22:15:45.790-07:00Daddying my daddy Then (1972) Pops & I:Circa 1987 I was in a college psychology class and our instructor self-nicknamed "Mr. R.E.O." (Read Early & Often to pass my class) was encouraging us to debate each other. As the discussion turned to 'fathers' a classmate stated with extreme anger that "Fathers ain't nothing. We don't need fathers. Ain't nobody's father ever done nothing for them." I shared how my Seko VArnerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03691788371833663473noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450007561768689478.post-9053052585981478122009-05-02T07:42:00.000-07:002009-05-02T07:49:59.579-07:00Not a big fan. Friday nite':The wife n' kids are in the truck. "Where are we going ?" asked the Lil' girl. The wife replied "You two are going to your grandparents, Daddy's taking me out on a date !" Scruncing up her face the Lil' girl screams in a long drawn out manner "Ill........Nasty !" I stated "That's what husbands and wifes do." The Lil' girl retorts "I know, I'm just not a big fan of that right now."Seko VArnerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03691788371833663473noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450007561768689478.post-77389686041967960372009-04-24T04:10:00.000-07:002009-05-28T21:27:11.064-07:00Looking all cuteI know I don't post here often. I've had soo much on my plate. Severe medical issues. Got fired. Looking to finally move over to Alternative Therapy as my main means of sustenance. I'm changing my 9-5 to somthing simple and stress free. So I'm applying for jobs that I've frowned upon in the past, but positions with benefits. This in efforts to avoid the palaver that happened at my last job.All Seanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06254862093002700432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450007561768689478.post-23577565975527567892009-03-15T07:20:00.000-07:002009-03-15T07:52:09.982-07:00Warrior WomenI really enjoy comic books and comic book inspired movies. I especially enjoy getting a particular author's answer to the "What If?" question, i.e. "What if you could fly?" or "What if you could stick to walls like a spider?", etc.My daughter has said that there are no women superheros, so I've made it a point to try to introduce her to Storm and other Black women superheros. Its been pretty Walterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05134671866275885579noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450007561768689478.post-51224114110830106142009-02-25T16:08:00.000-08:002009-02-25T16:14:51.874-08:00He's a greedy monster"You know you're out of shape when your daughter who watches those The Biggest Loser shows with her mother starts creating songs to share with you how much she cares about your health"My seven year old Lil' Mama:"Here comes the Daddy,he's a greedy monster.Beware of his stomach,it will push youback-back-back-back-back-back.It will push you back.(repeat) SekoSeko VArnerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03691788371833663473noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450007561768689478.post-36068328903226377502009-01-29T15:26:00.000-08:002009-01-29T15:31:20.316-08:00Is Our Children Learning?I realized today that Eva has outgrown her current day care. She's in a Montessori school that is a half-day program. Today she helped bake bread and also ice-skated on grass (we just had snow and ice and there's still a layer of ice on the ground in many places). Since its a half-day program, she goes to a day care center in the afternoons and the woman that runs the center there lets the Walterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05134671866275885579noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450007561768689478.post-86515454527335865812009-01-12T07:56:00.000-08:002009-01-12T08:00:19.471-08:00The Sunshine of My LifeThe other day my daughter Eva and I were walking out of her gymnastics class and we noticed some large christmas ornaments on a tree in front of a large house. The ornaments were easily the size of Eva's head."Look at those ornaments," I said, incredulusly. "They're HUGE! I wonder where you can get ornaments like that from""Maybe they come from Giant" she said with a grin.Walterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05134671866275885579noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450007561768689478.post-60764982445716521442009-01-12T07:46:00.000-08:002009-01-12T07:56:15.975-08:00Father FatherHip-Hop artist NYOIL (formerly Kool Kim of the UMCs) has produced a video called Father Father about the men out there who deserve not only the big piece of chicken, but recognition for doing what they are supposed to do and doing it well.http://www.nyoil.com/Walterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05134671866275885579noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450007561768689478.post-18469299461505014642008-12-31T05:41:00.000-08:002009-01-23T11:33:34.793-08:00Struggle, People, HopeThis has been a difficult year. I know I lost a significant amount of funds from my investments, I've struggled with my D.J. business and my Real Estate business, I've struggled with decisions regarding returning to College, I've struggled with fidelity (and have been victorious) as I've been presented with so many tempting opportunities, struggled with not wanting to go to Church on Sunday Seko VArnerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03691788371833663473noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450007561768689478.post-78509675511131256322008-12-17T16:02:00.000-08:002008-12-17T16:04:03.116-08:00Quando, Quando, QuandoDaddy's in a relaxed mood...... So I put on Michael Buble's cover of "Quando, Quando, Quando" and then I begin to hear Lil' Mama (The daughter girl) dancing the vocal falsetto all over the room. The she picks up a book and begins singing the words of the book "Woodrow for President" in tune and on tempo with Mr. Buble. Michael has a great voice, but I tend to love listening to my Angel singing Seko VArnerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03691788371833663473noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450007561768689478.post-5391685513807837532008-10-26T09:02:00.000-07:002008-10-26T09:20:16.907-07:00Daddy doesn't take points.The wifey' has developed a point system to address the sun-son's third grade transition. Whenever he makes a 'bad choice' he looses points. At the beginning of the week he begins with 100 points. I've smiled and been very supportive of the process and have reminded him to make sure his behavior doesn't result in a loss of points from his mother. I didn't realize that he had noticed that I hadn't Seko VArnerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03691788371833663473noreply@blogger.com0