Happy Father’s Day to best daddy a girl could ask for!
Love you, Dad!
As luck would have it my dad was randomly in Tampa this morning. He drove over last minute with the rest of the bachelor party crew yesterday and stayed overnight with the party people. I was so excited with the prospect of being in the same city as my dad for Father’s Day that I called him yesterday to see if he wanted to get breakfast this morning. His response? Nope. Pshh…
I didn’t tell him that today was Father’s Day and something tells me he just plain forgot. If it wasn’t for people wishing him “Happy Birthday” on January 6th every year, I’m pretty sure he would forget his own birthday, or if my Mom didn’t nag him about November 13th, he would probably forget their anniversary too. My dad actually has all of his kids’ birthdays programmed in his phone as a reminder to when they are. If you were to take his phone away right now and ask him what day my birthday is, he would probably fluster and be lucky to come up with the month of February. It’s more amusing than anything. That’s my dad and I love him… even if he can’t remember dates to save his life.
I spent this morning trying to recall any special Father’s Day memories, but they all sort of melt together. Honestly, I think every Sunday was Father’s Day in my dad’s eyes growing up. My mom’s a nurse and was always on call when we were kids, so a lot of weekends were just my dad and the four kids. Instead of keeping us locked up and bored at home, he took us on adventures. He took the four of us to the theme parks, to the beach, shopping, etc. etc. all on his own. He even brought all four kids (by himself!) on multiple vacations. We flew to the rockies to ski, spent more than a few weekends camping near the springs, and even took a two-week trip out west, rented an RV and road tripped it through the National Parks (keep in mind we were all under the age of 12 at the time and he was the sole driver of the trip). My dad was a great dad – the BEST! – and I never heard him complain one single time. We also never turned down a chance to spend time with him, my dad was my best friend growing up – he still is.
So I don’t get to see him this Father’s Day (he didn’t want to leave the bachelor festivities and said I would see him Wednesday), but I don’t need a day to tell my dad he is the best, because I make sure to tell him every chance I get. Maybe that’s why my dad forgot it was Father’s Day as well? He doesn’t need it either. He turned breakfast down because he knew it wasn’t a once-a-year thing, it’s an all-the-time thing.
Father’s Day is every day in our family.
In lieu of breakfast out with my dad, I simply toasted some leftover waffles for a simple breakfast.
Waffles + peanut butter + strawberries + walnuts
Works for me.
Are you doing anything special with your dad today?