What better gift for Father's Day than to make Dad his favorite dessert?
Three Many Cooks
Offspring are typically a balanced blend of both parents, but we all know I’m way more you than Mom. On this Father’s Day I’m especially grateful for all you’ve passed on to me.
You taught me to fish. With that Boston Whaler of yours we spent weekends snaking through swampy rivers and bumping over salty white caps. Thanks for making me bait my own hook.
You didn’t shield me from life. Whether it was taking me to a pig slaughtering or an open-casket funeral, you saw it as a part of life I should experience at an early age.
You let me drive young! When I was really young you let me sit in your lap and steer the wheel.When I was tall enough to reach the pedals you let me drive on deserted country roads. The day I got my license, we were both proud as I confidently pulled out of the driveway.
You loved a little naughty. We all know that my reputation for salty jokes and colorful language most definitely didn’t come from Mom. I’m afraid you’re gonna have to take credit for this one.
You demanded my best. I remember the report card with one B too many. Never again! Oh, and thanks for not paying me for my A’s.
You knew the difference between the week and the weekend. As an entrepreneur in the Internet era, I struggle separating work and pleasure. Thanks to you, I at least know what an eight-hour workday with weekends off looks like.
You taught me to seek work I loved. Because you didn’t love yours so much, you wanted to make sure I did. Many thanks for this.
You exemplified faithfulness in relationships. Mom says your marriage “gets sweeter and sweeter every day.” Neither of us buys the every day part, but a good marriage does get sweeter over time. Thank you for nearly 64 sweet years with Mom.