This week’s post has to be about Fathers!

Growing up, I was lucky to take my father’s presence for granted. I was a morning person. My father used to like to catch a few extra winks at least in those days. Now he’s a changed man. One of my first morning sights used to be my father sleeping soundly. It was mundane back then. Regular. But now…it fills me with peace :) Kind of the lull before the storm really! :) He would wake up and then be out the door in under 30 mins flat!! Only he knows how he managed that!

My Mum was the disciplinarian in the family. Dad was the good cop - always! I remember after a long day, he would come home, freshen up and we would all sit together and watch some TV. But the best time of the day for me was the hour before bedtime. This was the time when we would play board games or even sing songs. My father loved singing songs. And thankfully he had a singing voice too! lol :) This really is the most precious memory from my childhood…this one hour before bedtime. Mum used to be tired after a long day of running after 4 kids. She would sleep next to all the noises we would make. But then Dad would make some joke about her and she would wake up laughing. This really was precious.

I’m thankful that we got this time together as a family. Times were simpler back then. We didn’t have so many gadgets to distract us. But we can make it as simple or as complex as we want. When I tuck my kids to bed - all they want to do is see one more video or play one more game on their ipads. As I kiss my kids goodnight, I reminisce about those days and always am grateful to my father for giving me those memories. Always thankful that even after his long day, he used to take time out for us and make it a point to spend this quality time with us. He used to genuinely look forward to them and it just wasn’t something that he had to do.

When I see my husband spend time with my two boys - I’m taken right back to those days. Around bedtime, most days I’ve just about had it and am waiting for them to just sleep. But when I see their Dad goofing around with them or reading them one extra story or giving them just slightly longer baths….I take a deep breath and I wait. Because years later, when they are in college …or working towards their own careers…this is the time they will remember with their Dad…this is the time that will bring them home, bring them joy, bring them peace. So I wait. For them to be done playing the giggle game with their Dad…which I hope is never!

So if you’re a Dad, know that each silly thing you do with your child - tickle monsters, making faces…making them fly in the air…running, cycling, …every little hug you give them…every time you patiently listen to them…know that it goes a long way in giving them…the memories they deserve….and in shaping the individual they will become tomorrow. I’m sure you already know this! So we will get right down to celebrating you! :) Three cheers for every father out there who is covered in glitter right now or in bubbles or in play sand….or just has little hands hugging him…Happy Fathers Day to you! You guys Rock! (And because you do - we Mums love you so so much! :))

Leaving you with some images that bring Fatherhood to life for me and give me all the feels!