We’re upstate right now. Had a relatively quiet 4 hr car ride this morning even though Mark and I always seem to forget to bring things to keep the kids entertained in the car, and when we do remember, we do something stupid like put the toys in the trunk where it’s not accessible to anyone. Miraculously, they both tolerated the ride well with little complaints despite having nothing to do and being awake the full 4 hours. We had lunch with Mark’s dad which was sweet being Father’s Day and all, and his uncle made us a super home cooked meal.
So Father’s Day…I guess you can say that neither Mark nor I had easy times with our fathers growing up, but now that we are adults and our fathers are older, it feels like there is an unspoken forgiveness as time passes. I still have my days, but I certainly feel like I have come to grips with certain things that allow myself to move on and focus on what’s happening now rather than dwell on things that happened in my childhood. Not surprisingly, the kids have been a real relationship saver. We have some common ground now in which we can relate and much of our relationship revolves around them. My dad is a wonderful grandfather in a way that he was not a father to us growing up. He adores them and and in the kids, have found a mutual adoration and unconditional love that may have been missing in his life for a long time. He feels needed again.
As usual, I am the last to go to bed, but being as we’re all shacked up in one hotel room, I’m turning in before midnight which is really early for me. We had a rough bedtime as Mia started complaining that her stomach ache was getting worse. Well, Mia threw up about a half hour ago which had us scrambling to scrub the sheets, comforter, carpet and mattress as best we could with a washcloth and soap. I don’t expect to get a good night’s sleep. I just hope she doesn’t throw up on me.