Father’s day has come and gone. Thanks to everyone who remembered us Dads! Phew! Its tough work !
I did see some great Father’s Day posts out there. But in the interest of brevity (for once) here is a Quote from one of my favorite posts on Sunday, courtesy of Beach Treasures and Treasure Beaches
Anyone who tells you fatherhood is the greatest thing that can happen to you, they are understating it.
As you may know by now, I am not big on celebrations per se. I down play birthdays and the like. So Father’s Day was not a big deal to me either. My feelings are its nice to be remembered and appreciated but that is about the extent of it.
Accordingly, Fathers Day I mowed the lawn.
Yes, while we did make it to my favorite restaurant, the one we never eat at because it appears I am the only one that likes it in our clan, and the lawn was mowed, and I celebrated with my greatest vice, ice cream, D’Anna pointed out my day was a bit more magical than that.
D’Anna, who has been one of the dozen readers I carry and knows my clan quite well by now, pointed out, “I bet received a homemade card from my little darlings” .
That I did! The truth is I am still receiving them! I received another homemade Fathers Day card tonight from my lil’ gems. In fact, I have received one every day for over a week from these loving daughters of mine. My girls have hearts of gold and in a few days, when grandma and grandpa come to visit, they will receive their stack of homemade “I love you’s” too.
But I am dragging this out. Know what the best gift I received Father’s Day was?
Dylan wanted to take our greyhound for a walk. He hasn’t been on a walk in our neighborhood in almost a year as he was charged by a dog coming out of its house last year and so he was scared to go past ours. Sure, he can bite and growl at the nanny but he is afraid of most any dog.
So I told Dylan that was a good idea. Chumley needs to get out of the house, burn some energy, and quit chewing on our furniture. I got the leash and hooked him up. I made it to the door and called for Dylan, “I’m ready”.
Dylan, hollers back, “Wait a second I want to get a trash bag.”
I shrugged my shoulders, trash bag? “I don’t think I will need anything quite that large for walking Chum”
Dylan replies, “No Dad, to pick up trash that is on the street.”
My jaw dropped. Where did she get this idea from? I was just awed and so pleased with her. What a beautiful daughter we have. Happy Father’s day to me! What a great gift God! Thank you!
Our girls just did complete a week of extensive training and schooling in Bible School last week. I asked if she learned about picking up and saving our earth from there? She said no. That the idea did come from school. ~our tax dollars at work! But she and her sister did have a great time at Bible School, and learning about Weird Animals last week. Here is one thing they learned real well. I have to admit, its kinda catchy!
Have a great Father’s day Week all you Dads out there!