I don’t like presents that make me feel like a dad. Like, just a dad.
You know what I mean. No #1 Dad mugs, or World’s Greatest Father ties — really, you should never buy a man a tie ever, period — or tee shirts that say I’m with toddler. Isn’t it enough that I have to walk around with the little tyke? That dark bags hang beneath my eyes from perpetual exhaustion? That jaunts to Europe, or Friday night movies, or Tuesday night beer binges, have all been curtailed by preschool and play dates? No, I don’t need reminding that I’m a dad.
For me, Father’s Day is bittersweet in the way that a birthday can be. It’s special, yes. But also a reminder of all the things one’s lost. Youth. Freedom. Irresponsibility. Sleep. Oh, the life that could have been!
So, eschew the traditional gifts and get that special dad in your life something that will feed his spirit, bolster his resolve, and pump some air onto his fatherly fire: books. And then, take the kids out for the afternoon so that said dad can settle down with a glass or mug of their favorite beverage and turn pages in peace! A day without kids? Now that sounds like a holiday to me.
And ok, ok, I’m being a little tongue-in-cheek here, but as a stay-at-home dad I am serious about needing time away from the tyke. We all require opportunities to reflect and recharge, and I find the company of my son too fast-paced and demanding for me to do either. This year, all I want is $20, and time to head off to the cafe, and later the bar, where I’ll curl up with a good tome.
Here are a few of the books I might be taking with me for company.