Hold on to these times Zee, I have albums full of family vacations when they were real little
And I was their hero...
While here I am at the ripe old age of 48 with both kids grown and out of the house, I will openly admit that I wish both were under 5 right now.
I'd be a much better dad the 2nd go around.
While my kids are nowhere near ready or in desire of kids, I'm fully ready to be a grandpa.
Had a great day with my 2 adult daughters. Took me to the best State Park in Indiana, Turkey Run. Hiked for half the day then sang along with Warren Zevon songs all the way home. At least they acquired good musical tastes.
I spent the day with the kiddo, cooked a dinner and invited some family. My dad is on the road since he's a truck driver. He and my step-mom like to camp during the summer and the campground is few miles from where he parks his truck for his reset. I surprised him with a cook out at their camper while my step-mom distracted him on Saturday. My father and I rarely tell each other we love one another, we just show it - he is really a man of few words but has his own way of expressing himself. He had a big smile on his face when they pulled up because I don't see him much with my schedule and him always being on the road.
This year has been rough because since I have been born it has been the first time ever he hasn't been home for major holidays and even at 28 I still miss him not being there. He's always been a hard worker and has worked when he was sick, tired, sore, and through a really nasty divorce - Dad has always done what he has needed to and worked very hard to provide for us growing up. He told me how proud he is of the man I have become and before I knew it we were both crying like babies hugging each other. Hearing those words come from my dad, I still don't know how to describe it besides my heart is heavy with joy. I have always looked up to him and am through the moon that I have made him proud.