Today is Father's Day. The children and I made Rusty breakfast and served it to him in bed. We gave him cards that the children made and his gift. We gave him a picnic basket. Really it's a gift we all will use. We went to the pool this morning for a quick swim. Rusty had a blast going down the water slides with the kids. The lifeguards even had to blow their whistle at him for running to the slides. He's such a big kid! Now, we are back at home for lunch, a nap for Will, and golf on TV for Rusty. We plan on hitting the pool again this afternoon.
These are the kind of days that I hope will burn into my children's memory. Days of doing not much of anything but are so much fun. I can remember similar days with my Father. I remember riding around with him in his truck looking out the window at the cotton or bean fields buzzing by, my feet not even touching the ground. I'm not sure if there was anyone else with us, but all I can remember is his presence as we drove across the countryside. What a memory. It wasn't what we were doing that was important, it was just spending time with him. I hope my children remember this day and enjoy spending time with their father just as I did. It doesn't matter what you do that's important, just time spent together.