I have to admit that I’m a huge fan of Fathers Day. It’s in my top three joys of life, next to women’s lingerie and cars. Yep, nothing wrong with a bronze medal finish!
I happily woke up Sunday morning to my youngest son, Adrian (he’s five) who leaned into me and breathed a Happy Fathers Day into my face. I held my breath so that I wouldn’t breathe his back into my own body. Even five-year-old kids have potent morning breath.
I eagerly got out of bed and went to brush my own teeth, excited for my day’s celebration.
My oldest son, Colin (he’s nine) had already claimed his spot in our bed and was already playing Nintendo DS while his brother looked on. I pondered how I was going to secure the remaining sliver of space on my day.
If only I was back in Grade Nine and had my svelte, super, super flyweight wrestling class body, this wouldn’t be an issue. Sigh.
I didn’t have to wait too long when Angie came through for me and told the boys to go get my Father’s Day gifts.
Wait a second. Was Angie subtly making a move on me? What a sexy, dirty morning girl. And right on.
Nope. She meant exactly what she said.
We decided to make our way downstairs and Angie began preparing breakfast for me.
What a sweet deal. I couldn’t help but wonder if this was her way of making some moves on me. The way she was swinging her hips over the stove…perhaps.
Nope. She was making breakfast.
We enjoyed an awesome breakfast of omelets and chocolate pancakes and then the boys presented their artwork and gifts.
That’s the best part of Father’s Day: the art kids put together for their Dad. Yes, it’s typical (ties, tools, and sports), but well worth the celebration alone. And my kids didn’t disappoint (although Colin is getting to the age where drawing isn’t exactly the coolest thing to do – he prefers to doodle in cards).
Adrian, who always loves to draw, presented me with a colourful fish and hook, but also had to tell the story behind the picture.
Adrian: Daddy, do you see this fish? It has lots of colours and is beautiful in the water and it has a smile on his face because he’s a happy fish. But you see the hook? If he bites the hook he won’t be happy anymore!
I loved his little story and it wasn’t until the next day that I wondered if he was trying to tell me something. Was I the hook?
If you enjoy the sight of soccer moms then I highly recommend a visit to Discovery Cove, Orlando. It’s basically the same deal, but instead of soccer balls and khaki shorts, its lagoons with tropical fish and the moms wear a wetsuit! Unfortunately, so do the Dads.
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if you’re looking to visit Florida and Disney I highly recommend May month. We barely encountered any kind of lineups and when we did I just hacked and coughed my way up to the front – folks will clear the way for anyone who’s sick.
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