I reread my Father’s Day post from last year before writing anything this year. I was curious how things compared. I had forgotten that Sean was pretty special on the weekends a year ago. Although it’s definitely magnified. Wes wants Sean to do everything when he’s home. Give him a snack, change his shorts, go outside, answer the question that I just answered, do bedtime, everything. It’s sweet. Sometimes a little annoying because I really did just answer the question in the same way Sean would! It’s such fun to watch their relationship grow and develop with each year. While needing constant attention from Daddy can be tough too, it’s still much nicer than the rejection from two years ago.
We kept with tradition and went to our same beloved brunch place for Father’s Day. They only had waffles. Wes doesn’t believe he likes waffles. He only likes pancakes. With the help of our waiter we came up with Belgian pancakes. About midway through the meal Sean finally breaks the news to him that he’s eating waffles. Wes almost looked like he might cry. Then I said it again and he said. “These aren’t waffles these are pancakes, silly goose!” We laughed. I’m not sure when Belgian pancakes will be called waffles in our house.
Thumbs up for Belgian pancakes!
I always say this but it never fails to be true, thanks so much for all you do for us, Sean. Thanks so much for working so hard and for waking up so early for us! Happy Father’s Day!