As my son celebrated his daddy today - as much as an almost 3 year old can do - I thought how my son is already having a better life than me - which is every parents wish - he has a daddy, a wonderful daddy, one that is present in his every day life, one that starts his bath every night, one that has a calm tone of voice to calm him down when he's in the middle of a tantrum, one that plays with him, rolling on the floor and making him fly, one that plays with him outside on Sundays when we get home from church while I get things ready for lunch, one that used to put his cereal bowl on his back while he was laying on his legs as a baby :), one that takes him out for breakfast and into the park on Saturdays, one that studies every word and move of his son, that's a Daddy!!! I had a wonderful fatherly figure in my life but I didn't have a Daddy and I'm forever thankful and blessed that my son has that!
This week Nicolas made a pretty picture for his daddy (thanks to his teacher from daycare!) and we went to picked a card for him, which he did all by himself, of course it was a Mickey Mouse Card!! :) I wasn't sure the card was gonna make it home that day, because he kept opening it and closing it, just to see Mickey Mouse popped up "one more time mommy". He was excited.
This morning I prepared yummy breakfast, chocolate chip pancakes, scramble eggs and sausage, orange juice and coffee (although I have to admit coffee looked crappy ... not sure why it just did ... oh well ... we are not perfect, are we!). Nicolas went running to wake his daddy up and when he came to the table we had his present and card, Nicolas
After church we had a good nap and then head to my in-laws for a father's day celebration that turned out really fun, kids played outside with their daddies, moms talked and watched the games, kids ran around until the point of exhaustion and then we came home with full bellies and filled hearts!
What a great day!
Always present in my mind, my Mom, the woman who did the double duty, the one who not once spoke bad about my father - although he was never on the picture - the one who taught me the importance of hard work and that no matter how hard life gets, God is always here with us, to help us get through anything!!
Te Adoro mi viejita!