A Friend Stopped By | 06/15/2009 11:00 pm
A Father's Days, by Joel Schwartzberg
Sometimes it takes a divorce to discover what it really means to be a father

Under my watch, my kids learned how to pet an old cat, how to toss a Frisbee and how charcoal needs to form a tight pyramid to keep its heat. Sure, we go to the movies from time to time and do other extravagant things, but we do them at our own pace, at our own discretion and for no other reason than that we all enjoy doing them together.
Once, on the drive back to their mother’s house, my girls played with two animal dolls in the back of the car.
"This one will be the mommy, and this one will be the baby," one said.
"But where is the daddy?" the other asked innocently, as she does all things.
"It’s OK. They can be divorced."
At a red light, I glanced in the mirror over at my son. With his sixth sense, he instinctively looked up from his Goosebumps novel.
I said impulsively and assuredly, "Nothing makes me happier than being your dad.”
As the light turned green, my son smiled and gave the most deeply satisfying and affirming reply I could hope for.
"I know."
Once, on the drive back to their mother’s house, my girls played with two animal dolls in the back of the car.
"This one will be the mommy, and this one will be the baby," one said.
"But where is the daddy?" the other asked innocently, as she does all things.
"It’s OK. They can be divorced."
At a red light, I glanced in the mirror over at my son. With his sixth sense, he instinctively looked up from his Goosebumps novel.
I said impulsively and assuredly, "Nothing makes me happier than being your dad.”
As the light turned green, my son smiled and gave the most deeply satisfying and affirming reply I could hope for.
"I know."
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I enjoyed your article. It’s good to see you now truly understand what it means to be a parent.
Being a loving and responsible parent is the most important priviledge we will ever have.
Sharing time together communicating and having fun does not require the spending of mountains of cash. When we go to meet our maker I don’t think anyone wants their last words to be "I should have spent more money at Mcdonalds, Burger King, Wendys or Toys R Us!"
Thanks so much to all, and special kudos to the Pro-Pluto crowd for seeing through the veneer of my seemingly father-focused essay to reveal my ulterior motive: to keep the dwarf Pluto dethroned! Well done, sir. Well done.
Joel
(For more of my planetary pointers, see: http://bit.ly/19Uw4H)