Today the Things celebrated Beloved. This is our second Father's Day on which we're all living together, and the year before, the Things had already left for the Middle of the Country. Last year, they weren't "there" yet. This year, they came to me, concerned, about what to do, b/c they wanted to do something for Beloved, but didn't feel they could take Father's Day away from the Biological. So we came up with the option of Beloved Day - it's today, on Father's Day, but they're not calling it as such.

We made him breakfast, and they made him cards. The cards were very thoughtful, and appreciative, and loving.

Thing One said that next year, she wants us to skip both Mother's Day and Father's Day, and just have a Parents Day, where they can celebrate both of us at once.

The odd thing -- as much as they're uncomfortable calling Beloved their father or dad -- they refuse (i mean absolutely) to do anything for the Biological. They stuck their tongues out at me when I asked them if they could make him a card to mail. They said no - they'll just celebrate it when they get there. So when I suggested that they work on something to bring, they said no - it's too far away, they don't want to start yet.

I am very grateful to Beloved. He has added so much to the girls' lives, and so much to mine through them (as well as just mine as me). I fully believe that these girls are much better people for having him in their lives. he's taught them to question, to explore, to imagine. He's given them an example of men who are willing to cook, to clean, to care for children, as well as go to work day after day to support a family. He's taught them how to watch movies in thoughtful and critical ways, how to thing about story-telling, how to imagine. He's taught them a love of travel and exploration.

we love him :)

posted by Zuska @ 1:23 PM

1 Comments:

At Sunday, June 18, 2006 6:42:00 PM, Butterflyfish said…

Happy Beloved Day and thanks for the comment on my blog. I'll link to you.
Just read the posts about your breakup with biological... yikes.