The Highs and Lows of Father’s Day

Father’s Day.

I HAD to go to the grocery store.  We were seriously low on food – think an inch of milk in the carton, a few slices of bread, no fresh fruit or veggies…

Monkey wanted to go with me.

And Peanut?  She had big plans for her and Daddy!

“Daddy, after our tea party, maybe we can make jewelry,” I heard her say as she handed him his plastic tea cup.

“Honey, maybe you should wait to do that until Mommy comes home,” I said gently, thinking that probably wasn’t high on Daddy’s list.  Besides, I didn’t want to have to hunt up all the stuff right then.

Imagine my surprise when after she suggested the jewelery again Daddy told her he had some beads downstairs.  Off he went and brought up some beads I’d never seen before and a spool of waxed twine.

This was the scene when I left.

( I have to confess, looking at the two of them, a Daddy trying so hard to make his little girl happy, I fell in love with my husband all over again. )

When I came home from the grocery store, Peanut couldn’t wait to show me her rainbow necklace. (She made Daddy one, too, out of black and brown wood beads, which he was wearing proudly when I came in.)

That was our high moment on Father’s Day this year.

Our low?

Monkey told me how tired he was after the grocery store.  We figured he’d perk up when we went to Mamaw and Papaw’s house.  He didn’t.

He was lethargic – and when I kissed his forehead, he was burning up!

I sent Daddy home for children’s Tylenol and finally convinced my little guy to eat a popsicle.  Then the poor little thing puked all over Papaw while they snuggled in front of some cartoons.  (Sorry Papaw!)  Needless to say we went home.  He passed out almost immediately.

I’m glad to say he seems a lot better today.

Hopefully whatever virus it is starts and stops with him.  But if you don’t hear from me for a while…just assume it ain’t pretty!

How did your Father’s Day weekend go?