I kind of get that same type of feelings when my weekends with the kids arrive. Each moment is doubled in it's worth. You find yourself relishing whatever role you have to take on at that moment. Sometimes it's a referee.......constantly assessing fairness and doling out penalties when necessary. Sometimes it's a teacher, trying to make sure your children truly understand the lessons that you are trying convey. Sometimes you are buddy, laughing and joking as if a sibling. Most importantly though, you are a father. Ever vigilant, ever protective, ever loving.
Saturday morning we got up early, and after having breakfast, decided to watch The Natural. The Natural happens to be one of my favorite movies of all time. It holds a really dear place in my heart, and it makes me think of my dad every time I watch it. You can imagine how much emotional I was watching it for the first time with both my children. They both loved the movie, and each was jumping around the room during the final scenes. A small thing on an insignificant day, but I guarantee you that I will never forget that moment.
After the movie, we left for Christopher's noon baseball game. I love Christopher's games. It is so much fun coaching these little kids. To see the wonder in their eyes as you explain the very basic fundamentals of the game to them is like hugging innocence. They are just there to have fun. So many times, that portion of our children's games, is just.....absent. Too many expectations from too many people. Not at this age. Not now. Delight just beams from their smiling faces as you tell them "way to go" and give them a high five after barely hitting the ball past the pitcher's mound. You want to stay young? Coach a bunch of 5 and 6 year old kids on game day. Inspirational.
After Christopher's baseball game, we went for a quick lunch at Whataburger. Lori joined us, and we got the boys fed in time for Christopher's 2:00pm soccer game.
We all had fun watching the game, and Christopher's team won the game 7-3. Christopher, played pretty well, but you could tell he was tired from playing a baseball game that ended just an hour before.
We spent the rest of the day at my house playing games and watching sports and movies. It was fun.
Sunday we woke up early and went for donuts. I think one of the most unfair things in life is the fact that donuts taste so good, but are so bad for you. Believe me when I tell you the boys share my philosophy. They could live on donuts if you let them. I could too.....although involuntarily briefly I suppose.
After donuts we rested a bit, and then got Aidan ready for his very special day. Sunday was Aidan's first day of Jr. Cotillion. I got Aidan registered a few weeks back. If you are not familiar with Jr. Cotillion, this link will explain what they teach and why I think it's an important prelude to becoming a well rounded young man.
Frisco Cotillion
Aidan and Christopher and I went shopping for "fancy" clothes last week, and Aidan sure looked handsome in his "preppy" coat and tie.
I was very proud of him, and he had a really good time at the meeting/dance. He and I are both looking forward to the next one.
While Aidan was at Cotillion, Christopher and I went to Dave and Busters fun and games, and had a great time playing in the Midway. Christopher hit quite a few "jackpots" on some of the games of chance, and walked out of there with many neat prizes.
We picked up Aidan on our way home, and grabbed some lunch. After we ate, and let our food settle for a while, I decided to take the boys fishing.
Wow, it had been too long since I went fishing with the boys. Again, doing things like that takes me back to me childhood, and all the days I spent with my brother and dad fishing on lake Belton. Good times my friends......good times.....
The boys had a blast, and so did I. The funny thing is......I didn't even fish. I just helped them with the worms, and had more fun than should be legal just watching their eyes light up when their corks would go under, and they would set those hooks.
How great is that? As a dad, it doesn't get much better.
How did they do? Both caught fish, and both had lots of fun!
Not the biggest fish in the world, but I guarantee you that Christopher didn't care. He was.......pardon the pun..........HOOKED!
A great weekend indeed.
William
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