September 11, 2014 § Leave a comment
Sol and I never used to celebrate Father’s or Mother’s Day. In the early years of our relationship, it felt contrived and unnecessary to participate in what we saw as a materialist and token experience.
But in more recent years, and with a few more children under our belt, we have been participating more and more. As children get a little older they become aware of these occasions, and so the questions about why we weren’t celebrating have been raised more than once. And our previous convictions began to feel like just plain old sour grapes!
It is nice, however contrived the occasion sometimes feels, to be acknowledged as a parent. And this year, when Sol had a ten hour shift on the actual day, we all felt really sad that we couldn’t be together for some family time. We did go out for a rare meal out with four out of our five children (one is on a class trip) the day before, where Samuel and I picked up some goodies for Sol on the way home:
Sol is a great father – fun to play with, great with the daggy dancing or the dad-joke, caring, calm and sensible. Now that we are doing it, celebrating – Happy Father’s Day!