I've been a father for 22 of my 44 years. 6 kids total, ages 22-5. This was probably the best Father's Day ever. Friday our city park had a big shindig for Dad's and their kids. We spent 7 hours in the park. Free food, batting cages, putt-putt and rides. They had some hands on activities too. All the little kids built birdhouses. Saturday we hung out in the country on my cousin's farm. The kids rode dirtbikes, while my cousin and I worked (unsuccessfully) to get their little quad running. Sunday after church we fished in the river for about 5 hours. Came home and the wife grilled up steaks and potatoes. My two youngest boys made me some cool cards/pictures. My youngest daughter had won a gift cerftificate earlier this year to an excellent bakery. She saved it to buy me a cake for Father's Day (She's so sweet). My next to youngest brought me and OSU balloon (that she took from a graduation party. lol She's not quite as sweet). My oldest two bought me a pair of Doc Marten's. Very cool.

The only downside was that I didn't get to spend any time with my Dad. He was busy all weekend, and our schedules never worked out. I got him a sappy card (meant every word of it), and gave him two pairs of goggles for riding his 'cycle.

Life is so wonderful when enjoyed with loved ones, and life is so very fragile. I wish I could truly appreciate how blessed I am more often. Too often I get caught up in the worldly view of things, and find myself [censored] about stuff that doesn't matter at all.