I'm doing a remote for one of our radio stations today, right here in the housing development I call home. I've been doing remote broadcasts from here for the last five years, and somewhere along the way, and liked the place so much, I bought a house here.
It's a Sunday, and I'd rather be still in bed, waiting for the twins to wake up, to then bring them in before going downstairs for breakfast, and to spend some quality time, laughing and playing on the bed. A weekend ritual. Instead, I have to get showered, shaved, and go to work. For me, shaving on a Sunday is almost sacreligious. However, it's not that I don't like the work, but missing that Sunday morning time with the kids.
I heard Morgan start to talk in her sleep, so I waited to see if she was waking, but - as she often does - she hit the button on her music box/light projector and settled back into sleep. I got into the shower.
As I got prepared to get back out of the bathroom, I heard rustling, and little voices...and, as I came back into our bedroom, I saw that the twins were tucked under our covers - Liam on my pillow, and Morgan on hers. Then, I heard my little girl to say, "Happy Father's Day, Daddy!" ...and Liam followed, with the same sweet greeting.
In the rush to get ready for work, I had let it slip my mind.
My Daddy Day Cards. Liam's on the left, Morgan's on the right.
Mowing the lawn. It's apparently a guy thing from very early in life.
Our daycare provider said, "I don't know where she comes up with these things", but I seem to recall it from an episode of Little Bear we once watched together.For me, being a father is a greater privilege than I ever could have imagined it would be - and I put off being a father - somewhat instinctively, I think - for a very long time. After having had such a great father, I lived very much in fear of never living up to his example.
That fear will probably never entirely gone away, but with twins who present new challenges and objectives for me every day, I have much less time to think about how I'm going to be as great a Dad as my own Dad was - simply because the time dwelling on that is far better spent trying to be the best Dad I can be.
Thank you, Liam and Morgan, for allowing me the privilege of being your Dad.
And HERE'S a surprise! Check THESE out!:
Hand-painted by Morgan and Liam, patio stones for the backyard!How cool a Father's Day gift is THAT?
