Dawn Potvin, It Dawned on Me
I would be amiss if I didn’t send a shout out to all the Dads with this past Sunday’s Father’s Day celebrations.
Whether it was spent at soccer tournaments in the rain or fishing under the clouds, I hope that moments were taken to tell our dads how much we appreciate all they do, and how much we love them.
Last weekend a few dads got to sit all teary-eyed and see their sons and daughters begin lifes’ next journey after graduation, while some dads even got to celebrate their very first Fathers Day.
Either way, these men deserve credit where credit is due. I tend to complain at times when I’m playing the role of the busy, multi-tasking working mom that all the men of the house have to do is go to work, and that’s it.
Whenever I start to get my rant on about it, I quickly reflect at the role of the dad in our family.
Yes, he works very hard every day to bring home the bacon so to speak, but he also is a parent the moment he walks in the door after working all day. It’s game on when Fun Dad gets home, and his work boots aren’t even off yet.
I at times think that the expectations of dads are higher than they are for moms, as moms have always seemed to be there, but time spent with dad really has to count for some serious activity. Dad’s teach kids how to do things for themselves while moms tend to hang on to babyhood dependency for as long as humanly possible.
Dads help with the really hard homework, and science projects that need to be amped up just a little bit. And yes, in some households like mine, the discipline falls to the female role model, but don’t kid yourself – I may be the Chief, but when things go down Dad has the final word and decision that is listened to.
I live too far away from my Dad for my liking, but I hope he had a wonderful Father’s Day nonetheless.