Daddy’s Day
Two quick notes:
Bill Harris, the author of one my favorite blogs, has a great post over at Level Up called A Father and Son’s Shared Reflections on the Lessons of Play. I’d say I’d liked I it because, well, I did. But that doesn’t quite capture my thoughts. It might be better to say that, as a dad, I appreciate it.
This morning, two sweet little boys came bursting into the bedroom shouting salutations and toting along gifts. That wasn’t quite the best part of Father’s Day, even though it was close. That would be carrying the sleepy bodies of my boys to and from the car last evening. There’s nothing quite like a drowsy hug — provided just so that a little head might lay on your shoulder — to remind you that you are very much a dad.