So, on Saturday morning, I had a talk with SOS, who is dad-less and mom-ful. We talked about how he felt about this dumb Hallmark holiday (ok, I didn’t say that) and whether there were men in his life whom he wanted to celebrate.
“No, I think that I just want to help you both celebrate your dads.”
Whoa. Pretty amazing for an almost 11-year old.
Then, on Sunday, at Father’s Day dinner, I was doing the customary toasts and I started with:
“First, a toast to my son, who is here celebrating fathers even though he doesn’t have one and, worse yet, he has two moms. And, boy, is that a tall order!!”
[Everyone applauded SOS]
“And then, to all of us who have fathers wherever they may be, let’s toast them. Let’s eat!”
SOS was very happy that I toasted him. “Father’s Day is ok, Emom. Really.”
No, my little baby, you are just fabulous.