Yesterday was my seventh Father’s Day as a father. It is only now that I think of myself (instead of my own Dad) when I hear the words “Father’s Day”. I don’t care much for cards or gifts, but my children bought a card anyway, a Star Wars-themed one. It was cute. I might or[…]
Four days in one entry: RnB were good for me the past four days, as M returned to work, but grew steadily more fussy in the evenings. RL skipped her nap a couple of days. For Father’s Day, M suggested I go out to eat alone, which surprised me, but it turned out to be[…]
Forgot to mention for 2014.06.14: My wife took the kids out shopping after work; she needed some expensive hair stuff (she told me: “Just be glad you’re not a black woman”), and they also bought a couple of other things, including a Father’s Day gift and card for me (which I did mention yesterday). Today,[…]
Just as we reflect on what we’re thankful for on Thanksgiving, and reflect on green beer on St. Patrick’s day, Father’s Day is a great time to reflect on fatherhood.
Tomorrow will be my first Father’s Day, but I still think of my own Dad when I think of fathers. It’ll be a while before my own name automatically pops up in my brain. After 38 years of seeing myself as the child, I can’t just switch to thinking of myself as the parent. Not[…]