I write this to the opening strains of Black Magic Woman...
J. woke up to breakfast in bed prepared by two excited little girls and has been given uninterrupted video game time this morning. It's the simple pleasures. Both Wallie and Bunny gave their papa hand-crafted items made in school: a jewel-adorned heart from Wallie and a pinch pot from Bunny. Both gifts made me melt about a thousand times inside, especially the way Bunny proudly announced, "IT'S A POT!" as if it needed explanation.
Later we'll BBQ with friends and the dads in the bunch will get the royal treatment as the moms prepare the meal together. On the menu: grilled steaks, Caesar salad with real anchovies, veggie cakes, twice baked potatoes, grilled stuffed pasilla (poblano) peppers, and icy-cold Manhattans. I also bought two kinds of "manly" Vosges chocolates: Bacon + smoked salt, Ancho chili + cinnamon. Alisyn put it best: they don't deserve us.
I'd like to wish unlimited video game time and stiff bourbon drinks to my favorite blogging papas: Mike Adamick, Jonathon Morgan, Shawn Burns, Gunfighter, Aaron Brazell, Doug French, Dutch, newly minted daddy David Wescott, my Seoul Bro Pierre Kim (and extend special wishes to his wife and her dad), Jason Sperber, and all of the Rice Daddies.
Happy Father's Day all!
