June 22, 2009

Pancake Boy

This weekend sported the extra-added bonus of Father's Day. It was, I guess, a Father's Weekend. And normally I'd be totally cool with anything honoring, you know, me. But I don't think I could handle it every weekend. I'm exhausted.

We did quite a few things. We ate donuts, spent quality time at the pool, ordered Burmese takeout, read books, and celebrated. We had the entire family over for a Saturday brunch for which I whipped up about three tons of hash browns and Beth came up with the glorious egg dish which I never got to try because they were gone by the time I got to them. But I hear they were great.

On Sunday morning, after letting me sleep late, Mia, Owen and Beth came into the bedroom and woke me up with snuggling and kisses. "Pancake Boy! Happy Father's Day!" Mia cried. Then she cooked me breakfast. With help of course. She made two varieties of pancakes - chocolate chip and blueberry. As they contained fruit, Mia was decidedly less interested in the blueberry pancakes but those turned out to be my favorite. We had, the previous evening, opened all my gifts because Mia couldn't wait. She got me books. For her. Or, precisely, for me to read to her. She's very considerate.

After breakfast, my parents brought over a screen we somehow managed to inherit. I say somehow though I know the exact way but to mention it here would bore you to tears and probably prove more confusing than its worth. Anyway, I'm pretty sure my parents never opened it up because, if they had, they'd never have given it up.


This weekend was absolutely perfect, not because of the party or the gifts or the pancakes. It was perfect because my family was with me. Whether we were at the mall or curled up in bed cuddling or giving into one of Mia's many requests for a group hug, we were together. Mia is growing up a little more everyday. Her legs are long and tan, she swims everyday, and uses a vast vocabulary I have no idea how she got. Owen is suddenly running and talking. I guess what I'm trying to say is that time flies and the older you get, the quicker it goes. So those moments in which you have everyone you love handy are the best moments you can have.

The best conversation?

Mia: Let's snuggle. And talk.
Me: What do you want to talk about.
Mia: About how dark blue can possibly be.

And then we talked about how dark blue could possibly be. And cuddled. Not surprisingly, there's not a lot you can say about the relative darkness of blue. But that's okay.

Posted by Chris at June 22, 2009 6:18 AM

Great photos, Chris! Happy Father's Day!

Posted by: MariaV at June 22, 2009 6:57 AM

Sounds like a rockn' Father's Day. Makes me miss my crew - most down in NC and SC, but then my sister is in Malaysia. Family rocks.

Posted by: DCUrbanDad at June 22, 2009 7:10 AM

Sounds like a totally wonderful Father's Day.
I like the books from Mia! Totally a cool gift! And that screen! Too beautiful!

Posted by: Maribeth at June 22, 2009 7:37 AM

The kids urge to give YOU gifts meant for THEM passes around age 8. It's a sad day too. Glad you enjoyed your weekend!

Posted by: Theresa at June 22, 2009 7:50 AM

That Screen is cool yo.

Posted by: William at June 22, 2009 8:08 AM

Fantastic. :)

Had a great day fishing with my kids on Sunday. :D

Posted by: Jase at June 22, 2009 9:42 AM

Sounds like a perfect day - you deserved it! That screen is breathtaking!

Posted by: TUWABVB at June 22, 2009 10:10 AM

she is so creative. I love how she ponders about things like that, it shows that you guys encourage creative thinking

Posted by: La Petite Belle at June 22, 2009 10:43 AM

Gorgeous screen! Love it :D
And Mia...with the philosophy...too cute!

Posted by: Heather at June 22, 2009 10:48 AM

Happy Father's Day! You're a wonderful dad. I'm so glad you had a good time.

Posted by: k8 at June 22, 2009 11:31 AM

yep, it's officially more than official. your kids are CUTE.

Posted by: kati at June 22, 2009 11:46 AM

LOVE the screen.

I'm glad you had an awesome weekend!

Posted by: jessica at June 22, 2009 12:15 PM

It looks like you had a great weekend Chris!
I love the screen! You're right, they must not have known what they were giving up!
Blueberry pancakes are awesome! Though so are chocolate chip ones. Want a twist? Try making them and tossing in those mini M&M's the crunchy shell give it an extra yumminess :)

Happy Father's Day!!

Posted by: Rose Winters at June 22, 2009 1:55 PM

That screen is absolutely gorgeous! I can't believe how big your kids are getting--Mia's long legs are only being out-done by her long hair (the only way my daughter's hair would have been that long at her age would be for me to pay to have extensions put on!). And Owen...my gosh, the boy looks like he'll be quite the linebacker when he gets older! They're adorable. Glad you had a nice Father's Day!

Posted by: Liz at June 22, 2009 2:44 PM

You know, at some point Mia became a little girl and I kind of missed it. Says something about how time flies.

Dark blue... hmmmm....

Posted by: Nat at June 22, 2009 8:42 PM

I love how considerate miabean is. And I love the philosophical nature of your discussion. I guess my question is: how dark can blue possibly be? Happy Father's Day!

Posted by: Country Girl at June 22, 2009 10:20 PM

I love the idea of a kid giving you books for you to read to her! That is sweet! It sounds like you really did have the perfect Fatehr's Day weekend!

Posted by: Nicki at June 23, 2009 11:35 AM

"About how dark blue can possibly be." She's a poetess. Simply lovely.

Posted by: Karla at June 23, 2009 1:23 PM