Two months ago I never dreamed that I’d have three kids this Father’s Day. I especially never imagined that one would not be with us and that one would be going on his 56th day of intensive care. Despite the great fun of having my family from Chicago here and enjoying a wonderful brunch with our dear friends, the brilliant Bobricks, I had a lot of wistful moments today and missed Oliver so much. But Charlie gave me the greatest Father’s Day present imaginable during my visits by never desatting or bradying once. His numbers were great (please join me in spitting three times) and he was so cute I’m afraid I must torment you with another video of today's festivities.
My heart goes out to all the fathers today who have lost a child including several I’ve met through blogging. I send a special Father’s Day greeting to all dads who have kids in a NICU or are dealing with any kind of illness. I send best wishes to my brothers-in-law Jeff, Scott, and Laurent who I know were all enjoying their children today. And, of course, lots of love to my father in Chicago. My dad never knew his own father and had few if any decent male role models during his childhood. Yet somehow he became one of the kindest and most loving fathers on the face of the earth. Clinically insane, but extremely kind and loving!
And since I only have about two minutes left until Father’s Day 2009 becomes a thing of the past, I will share with you my own memories of this poignant day.
Tomorrow we’ll be at the first of three Wilco concerts at the beautiful Wiltern Theatre close to our L.A. home. If any of you folks are there and happen to see me, please come over and say hello!
Happy Father's Day to all!