A few days ago, my son asked me:
“Mom, is it almost the day that we love daddy?” (pause) “You know, like Mother’s Day for dads?”
“Well yes it is almost that day,” I explained to him, “and we call it Father’s Day.”
The day was simple, but wonderful: bacon and coffee, kid giggles, a bike ride, lunch and soft serve ice cream, naps, and finally, fishing on the dock. We even caught a fish with our fancy and sophisticated fishing pole:
Oh, and something more amazing? After seeing the fish caught, filleted, and cooked, (getting a brief lesson in the meantime about where our food comes from), my two picky eaters actually tried a bite.
