A Perfect Father’s Day Fore Us All!

On Father’s Day, the kids and I took Chris golfing.  It was the first time we have played as a family of four on an actual course, and not just at the driving range. I was a little skeptical at first.  I mean, golf is everything my kids are not – polite, quiet, contemplative, old.  And yet, they rocked it and had a blast in the process! I learned so much about them on the golf course, actually.  For example, I learned that baseball has completely ruined Bean’s golf swing.…

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Happy Father’s Day!

This weekend, the kids and I will shower Chris with (small) gifts, fix him breakfast in bed, and take him golfing for Father’s Day.  It will be wonderful and sweet and nice.  And in the back of my mind, as always, will be my dad. My dad didn’t like Chris for the first few years we dated in high school.  Chris was a party boy.  His house was the party house.  In fact, all throughout high school, I wasn’t even allowed to go to Chris’s house.  (Definitely broke that rule…

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On Father’s Day

Because you check on Michael every night before you go to bed, even if I was just in there. Because you talk like Mickey Mouse. Because you share your pretzels and cucumbers with Michael. Because you go to church with us even though you’d rather sleep in. Because you get Michael’s crib ready for bed every night. Because you go straight to him when you get home from work. Because you know where the tickle spots are.  For both of us. Because you watch Sid the Science Kid. Because you…

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Happy Father €™s Day

My earliest memory of my Dad was when I was about three or four years old.   It was a Saturday morning and I had just gotten back from a ballet lesson.   We were standing in the kitchen and my Dad was doing pirouette turns with me as if it was the most natural thing in the world for a grown man to be up on his tippy toes spinning around in circles. That’s just how my Dad has always been.   Whatever my sister and I were doing…

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Happy Father’s Day, Dad

There are many things that I love about my Dad – his sense of humor, his laugh, his golf tan, his relationship with my Mom, his passion for golf and a good glass of wine, his commitment to whatever it is my sister and I are doing at that moment.   But perhaps the thing that has grown to be the most important to me is my Dad’s consistency. My Dad is as consistent as the day is long.   He’s a creature of habit and as loyal a person…

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