I spent father's day with the Sprite. Dad's perform an odd role. We never rise to the level of Mom no matter how messed up or bizarre she is. Yet at our best the gentle steadiness provides the room to grow.
I took the Sprite to Coney Island to the amusement parks. The rides are super expensive and to be blunt mediocre for the cost. The exception is the Cyclone that is timeless.
The Sprite is enjoying having me around so I do not write as frequently. She is learning my tricks. I really do not like curry except on potatoes and it is served daily. I made an instant NY Deli bag with a loaf of rye, smoked turkey breast, fresh coleslaw, NY Deli Mustard, barrel pickles and Russian dressing so I can avoid daily curry. For safekeeping I labeled the bag dog food. The Sprite quickly figured out the
bag was not dog food. To keep the joke going I would give the dogs some Turkey.
Being a dad is not always easy. The values of my community are quite different than those of the Guyanese community. Kids come first and foremost in my community and amongst the Guyanese holding a series of parties is much more important. I have little desire to waste my time at these parties when child care is required an hour or two tops.