Father's Day
I grew up in a culture that did not celebrate Father's Day. At least that's what my memory tells me. So it has been a decade-long transition period of letting my wife and kids worship me for a day. This was an uncomfortable thing at first, but now I wish they would treat me like this every day.
They let me sleep in and brought me breakfast in bed, with both Edward and Ian helping me eat it. Usually I'm up at dawn with Ian, feeding or changing him. But today I got a free pass. They presented me with gifts: a belt made out of a bicycle tire, with a star wars-themed buckle; a drawing Ed had made (with me as Darth Vader--yes!--and him as Luke); a dinosaur magnet that Aaron had made at school; and a hammock (which has been sitting in the garage for a few weeks now). At church the women presented all of the fathers with chocolate dipped Oreo balls. Even though they had cream cheese in them, I enjoyed them and hounded them for more. The primary aged kids--including Aaron and Ed--sang a couple of songs for us, although Ed did not participate and Aaron scowled the whole time. I think the next four years of primary are going to be tough for him, as he is clearly way too mature for it. Ian also presented me a nice bonus gift: falling asleep in my arms so I could also rest peacefully in a room by myself.
On Saturday night Aaron interviewed me. He thought he was being coy, but it was obvious he was trying to figure out what my ideal way to spend Father's Day, which would be: napping outside, in the sun, in the clutches of a hammock; and watching the Lord of the Rings trilogy all day (extended versions, of course). I think Aaron was genuinely disappointed that he couldn't give me what I really wanted.
They let me sleep in and brought me breakfast in bed, with both Edward and Ian helping me eat it. Usually I'm up at dawn with Ian, feeding or changing him. But today I got a free pass. They presented me with gifts: a belt made out of a bicycle tire, with a star wars-themed buckle; a drawing Ed had made (with me as Darth Vader--yes!--and him as Luke); a dinosaur magnet that Aaron had made at school; and a hammock (which has been sitting in the garage for a few weeks now). At church the women presented all of the fathers with chocolate dipped Oreo balls. Even though they had cream cheese in them, I enjoyed them and hounded them for more. The primary aged kids--including Aaron and Ed--sang a couple of songs for us, although Ed did not participate and Aaron scowled the whole time. I think the next four years of primary are going to be tough for him, as he is clearly way too mature for it. Ian also presented me a nice bonus gift: falling asleep in my arms so I could also rest peacefully in a room by myself.
On Saturday night Aaron interviewed me. He thought he was being coy, but it was obvious he was trying to figure out what my ideal way to spend Father's Day, which would be: napping outside, in the sun, in the clutches of a hammock; and watching the Lord of the Rings trilogy all day (extended versions, of course). I think Aaron was genuinely disappointed that he couldn't give me what I really wanted.
That is a ridiculously adorable picture of you three boys!!
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