Father's Day

My Dad is a pretty cool guy. He likes to play with the children of our family. He's a fantastic fan of tickling. He's not happy unless he has had one of us screaming with laughter while being tickled. He has his own speech and sign language that everyone of us at some time has spoken and/or signed with him. He watches kid shows and cartoons with some of his great-grandchildren. He makes every effort to "save" his grandchildren and great-grandchildren from punishments that we, as parents, attempt to enforce. With the death of a majority of his siblings, he has embraced their children as his own and is always enquiring of their welfare.

I did not post anything yesterday as I spent the entire day with my Dad. He started the day at breakfast with my Mom, Dad's sister, my Brother, my Son, myself and three of his ten great-grandchildren. He received numerous well-wishing calls from some other grandchildren and great-grandchildren as well as other relatives and friends.

Later in the day, we took my Dad to his favorite restaurant. He ordered his favorite meal which is a farm raised catfish dinner. He was well and truly stuffed when he was able to get up from the table and leave. This was a great "pick me up" for him as he has been ill lately. He really enjoyed the day.