We never did father’s day when I was growing up. In fact we didn’t even do our parents’ or siblings’ birthdays. People often look at me strangely when I say this, and to be fair it’s probably the same look that I gave Leon Rudge at high school when he told me that as a Jehovah’s Witness he didn’t celebrate Christmas. Still, if you don’t do it you don’t miss it. I’m very glad Kerry’s family did however, as I now get to have all the attention and the gifts without having to had paid my dues as a child.
On Sunday morning Amy revealed each present to me with a triumphant “Happy Birthday!â€. Kerry Amy outdid herself this year with gifts centred on providing quality father/daughter time (a cooking with toddlers book and a book of child friendly walks). I then spent an enjoyable morning with her feeding ducks and shopping for the ingredients for a full English breakfast. The afternoon was spent sleeping in an attempt to catch up from a week of late nights and early mornings.
Life is good at the moment: I have a wonderful wife and daughter, with a no doubt wonderful son on the way. I’m settling into my job and sometimes even feel like I’m Making A Difference. Kerry’s promotion should hopefully ease some of our financial worries and my going down to three days a week will mean I’m going be able to spend more time with my family. I’ve made some good friends over the past couple of years and my social life has improved immeasurably. I love where we live and feel like we belong here. Sorry to sound smug, but life is good in the Hughes household
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