I like to think that I'm a good planner. I mean, for things other than parties. So when Father's Day arrived yesterday at 6:45 am with Gabe's wake-up call, I was ready to get our day started. Gabe's wake up call sucks by the way. It's loud, pissed-off crying. There's no ignoring it for a few minutes hoping it will subside. Normally John grabs a glove and heads on in to get him on the weekends but nope, Father's Day meant he could sleep in a bit. So I went in, got Gabe and headed downstairs.
I got him set up with his breakfast and cartoons and sat my ass on the couch with a cup of coffee. I didn't feel right. I felt tired and worn-down. Granted, I had planned Lizzie's Beth's 31'st birthday the day before so that was a lot more activity than I was used to, not to mention the 6 cups of sangria that I taste-tested while on the job. But I wasn't hungover and I gotten a full night's sleep. I knew it...I was getting sick.
It came on like gangbusters. One minute we were waking John up to cards and gifts, the next I was sacked out on the couch with a sore throat, a stuffy nose and old lady aches and pains. I basically slept the day away. No special lunches or dinners cooked for my baby daddy. No outings or activities. No seeing anyone else. Nothing. It sucked.
But John, being the frigging awesome husband and father he is, hung with Gabe all day long with no complaint. He kept him fed, entertained and napped. I clawed my way back to life in the early evening, just in time to let him watch a little bit of golf. And I felt terrible. Mostly about John's day being so meh. I think he deserves a do-over. I'm thinking another weekend away? Anyone want to finance that?
So John, my most favorite dude on earth, favorite blog husband among many, nerd-extraordinaire and clearly the best dadadadada out there, I love you. I love that you consider hanging with your family to be an a-ok way to spend your day. And one of these days, when you don't even know it, we'll have a do-over. And it'll be awesome. Just like you.
Gabe loves a BIG DADDY HUG!!!
Most normal Father's day gifts don't apply to John. No ties, no weird beers, no golf balls, no nothing. But I did want to pick up something personalized for him from Gabe and figured a keychain would be something he'd actually use. Unfortch, I decided this last week. I went searching on etsy for stamped metal keychains and I had missed everyone's shipping deadline. Woops. Until I found One Eyed Fox.
I emailed her to see if it could be done in time and it not only was, but I received it plenty early so I didn't have to wait around all nervous-like. Plus, it was very inexpensive which is pretty important on a SAHM's salary.Gabe pays zero in case you were wondering. Anyway, I was very happy with the keychain and the customer service so yay for Miko from One Eyed Fox!!