So, it’s Father’s Day.
I’ve never really had a big attachment to silly card-shop celebrations like Valentine’s Day and Mother’s Day. That’s not to say that I disagree with the idea of celebrating love or the people in our lives, but not on some pre-ordained date, and certainly not because someone told me to.
Let’s face it, without our children we wouldn’t be celebrating Father’s Day at all, and I want to take this opportunity to turn this around and focus on the tiny people who enrich my life in so many ways.
- Rachel: Quick witted and sharp tongued, this one can see straight through me, and knows how to make me laugh with goofy dances and absurdities. She came out on a run with me this morning, cycling alongside me for five miles, talking incessantly the entire time.
- Jake: Thoughtful, affectionate and sometimes insecure, ol’ Jake is the epitome of the adage ‘still waters run deep’. He’s a beautiful kid, physically athletic and needs to be reminded regularly that he’s brilliant.
- Dan: The Kamikaze child, Dan is like the crash test dummy of our family, constantly injuring himself. Dan’s really starting to establish his personality this year being fun, friendly and hilarious with friends and family.
What I love about this threesome is that they have a great relationship with each other. And with us. They laugh and joke easily, and though they bicker from time to time, they’re fantastic companions, and hilarious kids. Their in-jokes are bonkers and brilliant, they make every day in our house fun.
Sure, it’s Father’s Day, and fathers should be celebrated. But I find that my kids make the job of being a dad so much easier. So, here’s to the children!