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Our adoption gets finalized at the end of next week. The girls joke that the court date is on Friday the 13th, but I prefer to think of it as 48 hours before Father's Day. Our two newest daughters, teenage sisters, will officially join our family of wife, me, and three birth daughters, ages 3,5, and 7. We plan to give our five girls matching Journey Diamond necklaces with five stones (one for each of us) and scrapbooks. The girls have lived with us for eleven months, so in a lot of ways, it seems more like a marriage ceremony than a birth. With that in mind, we have written the following vows for next Friday.
My oldest daughters are 17 and 15. So yes, we have unlimited texting. Our wireless company charges us quite a bit for that feature, but any questions over the cost benefit disappeared the month that they accidentally left one daughter out of the unlimited plan. One teen, one month, one thousand dollars.
We’re pretty lucky to be the first generation of dads to enjoy the internet. It makes my topic so much more interesting to cover. I can’t imagine what the world of dad blogging would be like if our dads had set the precedent. Would the posts on our Google Readers look something like this?
I am the father of five children – two of which are teenagers. They are still very much alive, sometimes I think that is my wife’s doing. I admit, I get frustrated raising teenagers. They can be self-centered, egotistical, annoying know-it-alls.
I once saw my wife go through four emotional states within a thirty-second span when she was expecting. Now I'm a fan of roller coasters, the ones that twist and turn and go upside down. I love the blood rush to the head it gives you as the ride violently
jerks you from side to side. I even put my arms up as the thing drops
from its highest elevation. But that thirty-second ride my wife gave me
as I watched her go from steaming anger, confusion, sorrow and then to
gleeful delight is, without a doubt, the most horror-filled, eye
opening experience of my life.
Father's Day is quickly approaching and before any of you women out there start shopping for gifts, I hope you will read this. I know I'll probably get some backlash for this and, it's possible I might deserve a little bit of it. But I know the fathers of the world will agree with me, maybe not vocally, but in their hearts. Here are Father's Day gift ideas that don't suck.
