Fathers day 2011 has been, up till now, the best Fathers day I have ever had. Why? simply because my three year old jack made me a card (granted with some help from his Mum) and wished me a happy fathers day. Simple, so very simple.
All this dispute the fact that the wife dragged me round some God forsaken car boot sale for what seemed like hours in search of some sort of wondrous potty for the boy. A potty that proved elusive.
Tonight before he went to bed Jack again wished me a happy fathers day and gave me a kiss good night. It's odd that after years searching for this and that, I find myself given total contentment from a few words and a cuddle. It's been a great fathers day and being a father is great.