It's father’s day, and he doesn't know.
The big guy knows
about birthdays, Christmas, Easter, Halloween, and other holidays,
but I don't think he has a concept of time like we do. I know he loves his
birthday, just like any kid his age, but I don't think he understands it's
exactly a year after the last one. When the little guy has his birthday we have
to explain to him that the presents are not his, he just wants to open
them.
I understand he
does not get yearly celebrations like that. Don't get me wrong, he knows his
birthday is coming up, we tell him, but in February I don't think
he's looking forward to August when he can open his presents. I also know he
knows when Easter or Christmas is on its way, but little things like father’s
day, I think are just another day for him.
What makes it an
awesome day for me, when I walk through the door and he runs at me, arms open,
screaming "Dahdee" and gives me a big hug. I love him so much, and to
see him spontaneously act like that is the best gift any father can
have, period.
He can make
macaroni pictures, hand print clay things, or draw bunches of different colored
circles on a paper for me, and those are really cool treasures, but the
best is the early morning hug, like I've been gone for a year.
I never want him
gone from my life. I always want to see his happy. I don't want to hurt him,
though I sometimes have to make him mad for his own good. I love the life in
his eyes, and the way sitting on the couch watching SpongeBob is the best time
ever. This also goes for the little guy.
They are my stars,
and I don't want them to burn out. It wouldn't be much of a father’s day
without them.
Who's your star on
this father’s day?
WoW!!
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