|You know you're a dad/grandpa when . . .|
Happy Fathers Day, Dad!
Thanks for all the times you let some daughter or granddaughter "do" your hair (or your makeup) and for (mostly) having a sense of humor about it.
Thanks for not getting bent out of shape when a certain grandson used a ball of string to turn your office into a giant spider web that took hours to unravel again, or when he hid that rubber snake under your pillow.
While I'm at it let me offer apologies for that time when a certain daughter hit your car in the driveway, when the other daughter drove through your garage door, and for when their brother drove over your fence.
While I'm at it, I'd like to wish a happy belated Mothers Day to my mom, too, because I didn't get to see her on the occasion itself (I spent the day taking the kids to see their mom out of town).
I'd like to say thank you, Mom, for all the times you baked cookies for us, for the casseroles you've sent us and for driving Mom's Taxi for all those years.
Sorry about that time I convinced you to bring our cat to kindergarden for show and tell and you ended up having to chase her across the athletic fields after she escaped.
The list of things around the house we collectively broke, destroyed or defaced over the years is too long to go into, but sorry for all that, too.
Here's wishing you both a happy Fathers/Mothers day and many more moments of kid mischief and fun in the years to come.