It’s the week leading up to Father’s Day. This is the week where (thankfully) Will’s teachers call and ask who Will should be making gifts for – an uncle, my dad, me?? I really appreciate them asking. Even though different family make-ups are rampant these days, I don’t think that there are any kids in his class who don’t have a dad. Because of this, I communicate with them about where we are at on the subject.
Where are we at? Well, I decided to check in with him tonight at dinner. He started the convo by telling me with massive enthusiasm – ‘Mom! This Sunday is Father’s Day!’ I said, “I know bud, I think we’ll have dinner at grandpa’s.’
Then I opted to push it a bit because really, what better place than Ikea to have a deep convo. So I asked him if the kids ask him about his dad. He nodded, mouth full of meatball. I asked what he tells them. He shrugged and said, ‘well I tell them I don’t have a dad but that you do.’
I went a step beyond and asked if it bugs him that he doesn’t, if he’s okay with it just being us? He nodded again and said yup, he likes it. I breathed out.
Safe for now. But I have been thinking about my Father’s Day tradition. Every year I let blue balloons go with Will as a thank you to his donor. I’m taking pictures and I’m hoping one day, if Will chooses to meet his donor, that I can share those shots with him. (This is from our first year…look at that dude!) But this year, and likely for the next couple, I’m thinking that it will just be way too confusing for him. He’s not an age yet to explain about where babies come from and sperm donors and that yes, a man, a ‘father’, helped him come into this world. I may just say that we’re thanking grandpa on Father’s Day with the balloons – which wouldn’t be an outright lie.
Ah life. You gotta keep it interesting right?? Any big Father’s Day plans???
I love your Father’s Day tradition! It’s a great respect to his donor..that he actually meant something. Love it !!!
Not really a huge deal here. I might let him sleep in…maybe…
Father’s Day isn’t a big deal. Until it is. I’ve been thinking about my sister and my niece an awful lot this week as this is their first year without Marley’s Dad, Scott.
i can imagine those first few balloons were hard to let go of…only because i’ve seen what happens when kids let go of balloons! 🙂
we usually do brekky in bed but that’s it. people are shocked when they ask my hubby what he’s doing for me for mother’s day and his response is, “nothing, she’s not my mother”. 🙂 well, it’s true!
hahaha Julie you’re good! I kept one for him!
We don’t make a big deal out of it – we don’t even push greeting cards around these parts very much… we make a few phonecalls… it’s just an excuse to plan a “fancier” dinner, which might be lamb chops, since they’re his favourite. No biggie here!
This is one of those “holidays” our family takes little interest in. No traditions here.
you know what we do- celebrate- and I will think of you as I do xoxoxo
back at you lady!