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.
Yes, yes indeed, SOS is fabulous. But he gets his fabulousness from you, Blogger. Don’t ever forget that. I love you both.