“I lost a tooth, but I lost it,” Goalielocks wrote in a short note to the tooth fair. He was six years old at the time and had just lost his second tooth. We brought him up to bed and my hubby dug in his pocket to pull out the tooth, but it was missing. Unfortunately my husband, who was holding on to the tooth until bedtime, misplaced the tooth. Goalielocks was beyond distraught as was my hubby, who felt terrible.
Since there was no hope of finding the tooth in time for bed time, we suggested that Goalielocks write the Tooth Fairy a note explaining what had happened. My idea of a note includes a greeting and a signature, but his was much simpler. He drafted his note, showed it to us and placed it under his pillow.
That night the Tooth Fairy arrived and left him a $20 bill. Clearly, there was a level of dad guilt built into the payout here. When Goalielocks awoke and found the $20 bill he was ecstatic! Even though he had gotten up early to get to school, he was dancing around happily. Since he’s not a morning person, much like his mom, this was quite the sight to be seen. He simply couldn’t believe that he got $20 for the tooth we lost.
As we laid Goalielocks down to bed the next night, it dawned on him that perhaps he should write the Tooth Fairy another note. He did and again she was quite generous with her payout. He continued his new nightly tradition of writing a note, “I lost a tooth, but I lost it,” and kept getting paid. Yep folks the dad guilt here for losing the tooth was serious. Finally, after I shared the story with my colleagues, one of my co-workers volunteered to write a note from the Tooth Fairy to Colin. Thankfully, that well written note from the Tooth Fairy put an end to the nightly notes to the Tooth Fairy. Lesson learned that our kids are quite industrious and parent guild definitely exists.
Tonight we should be celebrating hubby and his 35th birthday. Alas, he’s finally oldest enough to be President! Unfortunately, we both spent our days toiling away at work. I don’t know whose boss is worse his or mine….. The problem of course is that after a day of work we had hockey practice. Consequently, we’re exhausted.
While he’s at hockey practice, the Mayor and I are making a nice hearty dish of Vodka sauce pasta for him to enjoy. Jake had previously picked up a Menchi’s cake for us to share after dinner. Afterwards we’ll give him his well deserved present and cards.
One of the things I love most about my hubby is that he’s a good man. He’s undeniably honorable, smart, honest, patient, loving, an amazing father, coach, craftsmen, etc. Honestly, I could go on for days. He’s truly a fantastic husband, partner and father. I couldn’t ask for more. Happy Birthday Hubby!
A birthday rhyme:
“One father is more than a one hundred schoolmasters.” This quote from George Herbert, 17th century English poet and orator perfectly sums up the role and the importance of fathers in our children’s lives. In modern society, we place (with good reason) a lot of emphasis on the importance of motherhood while not always paying much attention to the role a strong father plays.
My brothers and I were fortunate to have grown up with a father who was always here for us and instrumental in our lives. He shared with us his love of music, military history, aviation and Dr. Who. Give my parents a call today and you may hear his music blaring in the background.
When my mom was working second shift, I learned to cook by helping him make dinner on those days. I cherish those memories. My dad has always treated my mom as an equal and has always supported her, her goals and her career. My dad’s love for my mom and for us kids was always on display. To this day, my dad still carries the pink comb I gave him when I was in preschool.
Now that we are older and have kids of our own, our kids get to call him Grandpa. My oldest brother and I both have kids, who absolutely adore him. What’s even better is that my kids have a father, who is exceptional. My hubby is an amazing dad, who is devoted to me and our kids. He’s volunteered as a coach on their hockey teams since they started in 2010. Some seasons he’s been on the roster of all three of their travel teams, which is a huge investment of time.
He’s taken the time to show them how to fish, how to build and how to be men. When I work late, he cooks amazing dinners, helps with the homework and takes them to hockey practice. Our life runs at a crazy pace and without a true partnership, we’d never be able to manage our life successfully. My boys are blessed to call him dad and blessed to have three grandpas, who love them unconditionally. They are lucky to have so many positive male role models in their lives.
Time to pop a bottle and celebrate all of the dads in our lives. To all the fathers out gthere, who day in and day out work tirelessly to support their family, happy father’s day!
It all started on a cool Tuesday morning in September in Blaine, MN in 2004 when we sent Jacob off to his first day of kindergarten. His first year of school was fabulous and he made a lot of friends. At our first parent/teacher conference, his teacher recounted to us how he was sat next to the twins from China. The thought was that since he was such a chatterbox, he’d help them pick up the English language quickly. I’m pretty sure their new words revolved around things like hockey, Halo, Buzz Lightyear and Star Wars, but hey at least it was a start.
I remember being as equally emotionally wrecked sending him on that bus that day to kindergarten as I was on Friday. Except this time instead of getting on a big yellow bus, he was (gulp) driving himself to school. Almost 13 years later, his journey through school ended in Boca Raton a far cry from where it started (Blaine, MN.)
Meanwhile, his little brothers have two more weeks of school…. Two weeks of radio silence at home during the day, now that’s quite the graduation present. Throughout the years, Jake’s always been persistent, goal driven and kind. While I’m broken up that this stage of his life is over, I cannot wait to see what he achieves next.