Luca had a pre-birthday party last Saturday with a few
school chums. Luca kept it pretty
simple. Hibachi grill restaurant, sleep over, Nerf gun war, two kinds of Oreo
cookies.
In the weeks leading up to the party, I’d been putting in
some serious neglectful hours at the office. So much so, that Luca actually had
to ask if I was planning on attending his party. Ouch.
Stress at work tends to shorten one’s fuse, so I was coming
into Saturday with a few unreasonable yellings and snappy “get off the screens”
in the minus column. I made an agreement with myself that once the party guests
arrived I was going to be to be the nicest, coolest, most helpful dad in the
universe.
Apparently, this meant delivering any and all communication
in the loudest, weirdest way ever.
“HEY GANG! WELCOME TO LUCA’S PARTY! I’M LUCA’S DAD AND WE’RE
GOING TO HAVE SOOOOO MUCH FUN TODAY!”
Luca’s friends reacted as if I threw a glass of ice water
into their faces. They flinched averted their eyes and tried to get anywhere
but my foyer.
To make things even creepier, I pulled each boy aside one by
one and said, “Hey man. I’m the Fixit Guy for this sleep over. If you need
anything, or you get scared or you go pee pee in your pants, just come to me
and I’ll fix it.”
During my little speech, Luca’s friends would assume a
defensive position, ready to race off in case I came in for a hug.
After we drove to the restaurant, I went back to the
shouting. “WHOA! LOOK AT THIS COOL RESTAURANT, GUYS! REAL CHINESE LETTERS!”
Diana laughed at me and said, “Who are you supposed to be?”
Dinner was great and fun and the birthday crew loved it.
Well, they loved everything but the actual food. We left the restaurant with 7
pounds of leftovers that I couldn’t eat because sodium hurts my blood pressure.
We got home and the boys ate cookies and opened presents and
chased each other around. Eventually it was time for bed.
Which was when I turned from the nicest, coolest, most
helpful dad in the universe to a guy who said, “If I even hear one of you so
much as blink your eyes, I am going to pull you out of this room and make you
sleep in the yard.”
But then I got donuts in the morning.
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