It’s just another day

Last week, I decided I would attempt to prepare our boys for Father’s Day. I let them help me wrap dad’s presents, and we talked about what exactly Father’s Day is. I’m pretty sure my time would have been better spent cleaning the gunk that accumulates around the bolts at the base of the toilet. (You know the ones.) What I found in my feeble attempts to acclimate two little boys to a government-created “day of appreciation” was that for us, Father’s Day is just another day.

The calendar has nothing to do with appreciating dad at our house. Twelve months of the year-seven day a week, our boys never tire of “appreciating” their dad. They appreciate wrestling matches and tickle fests. They appreciate slip and sliding and swimming at the pool. They appreciate working at the ball park and working in the yard. And above all, they appreciate endless innings of backyard baseball, no matter how many hours dad has already put in. Yes, our boys know how to “appreciate” their dad, although this might not be the exact word he would choose.

I learned a few new things myself this Father’s Day. I’m already making plans for next year.

1. They may be old enough to appreciate the theme song in the greeting card, but they are still too young to watch Raider’s of the Lost Ark.

2. Pallets in the floor are nothing more than an invitation to a body slam.

3. Slip and sliding may seem like a day-long activity, but it really only lasts 10 minutes.

4. Wet shorts on leather couches don’t do much for the décor.

5. No matter how many times you explain that it’s Father’s Day, the little one still wants to get a present.

6. Taking rides on a tractor and a combine create lasting memories in the mind of a child.

7. Three year olds won’t drink after their brothers, but they have no qualms about using their dad’s soggy toothpick.

8. Never put your finger in the peeling plaster of a wall. Evidently it’s a great place for hiding boogers.

9. Baseball can be played in the dark. What does the Mom know anyway?

10. Father’s Day has nothing to do with the calendar. At least at our house, it’s just another day.

And that’s All in a day’s work!