Father's Day This was my first one, and something I'd been looking forward to ever since we brought our boy home. Well, I'd like to say it was wonderful. I did get a day off from doing chores, which was nice. Otherwise, it was basically like every other day with a 2-year-old, a mixture of incredible fun, intense pain (when he landed on my nose), and general unpleasantness (such as when he refused to even think about eating his dinner). Maybe when he's a little older he'll treat me special on Father's Day, cut me some slack, perhaps. But thinking back I don't really recall that I ever really did that for my dad. Not that I treated him badly or anything, but I definitely took him for granted. Probably that was because the idea that he could be anything but a good father never really crossed my mind. If I can do the same for him I think I'll have done pretty well.