Last night Adam said he wishes there wasn't ever a mothers day because he is so cross with me. I can't even remember what it was that I had supposedly done wrong. My list of transgressions is extremely long. It is my fault he tripped, it is my fault he hurt himself, I am a horrible mother and not his friend because I wouldn't let him have 'something nice' to eat. Something nice = something sugary. Whatever. I am waiting for the kids to say "when is KIDS DAY?" so that I can tell them what my parents told me (and which used to frustrate me endlessly) "everyday is kids day, buddy".
So it's Father Day today. Another one of those Hallmark occasions that infertiles dread. Mother's Day sucks because it symbolizes everything you want and don't yet have. Father's day sucks because its ok if you are hurting, but it kills you to see your husband hurting, even though they pretend not to be hurting.
And yet, here we are - Marko is celebrating Father's Day as a 30-something* father to three kids, married to the best wife he could ever have dreamed of having. That right there should be enough gifts and blessings to last a life time. But because apparently it is not the done thing to offer one's blessings as one's gifts, the kids and I went to buy the gifts they chose for their father. Adam chose a can of deodorant (because dad loves his deodorant) and Kate wanted to choose a boot. One boot. Why, I have no idea. Sometimes Kate and Marko clash a little as they are both equally stubborn. The boot might have been a revenge gift.
I hope Marko likes cheap chocolate as we bought two cans of deodorant (they were on sale - WIN!), a chocolate tool set and three chocolate boots. I persuaded Kate that it was a win-win situation, Marko could get the boot she wanted to buy and she could eat the chocolate afterwards. We aren't big on gifts in this house.
Marko is a great father. He is not perfect (like me), but not everyone can be. However, luckily (for him) his good points far outweigh his minor character flaws. The kids seem quite fond of him. I think I'll keep him around for a bit longer.
On a more serious note - I am immensely grateful to spending this father's day with my father. This month a year ago, my father suffered two heart attacks (scary), open heart surgery (very scary) and a stroke (absolutely mind-numbingly, earth-shatteringly terrifying. Terrifying). At the time I didn't know whether we would be spending another father's day together. Today I am so grateful to be spending it with my happy, healthy, amazing father. I love you daddy, very, very much.
PS Max and I are watching the Baby Einstein DVDs I thought I finally was rid of four years ago. It doesn't get any better the second time around.
*It was Marko's b/day yesterday. He is heading rapidly towards 40. Oh how I will laugh and laugh when he hits 40. After teasing me mercilessly for years, it will be payback time. Heh.
Terrible quality pic below. Of the three camera's I have in the house, only one is working. Very annoying. Anyway, here is Marko and his brood on the couch watching TV this morning.