Hey, Happy Fathers’ Day to all the chump dads out there! To all you single parent dads, every-other-weekend dads, and 50/50 dads who were deprived precious time with your kids because you were chumped — thanks for all you do. I hope you’re enjoying the day today with your kids, your dad, or grandfathers. I hope small children let you sleep in, that your beer is cold, and your pancakes were fully cooked.
The single chump dad perspective is probably the least represented in the divorce blogosphere — but let me recommend a couple — Skipahsrealm.com and Divorced Dad 101. If you’ve got others, mention them in the comments.
A shout out to my husband — stepdads count too! He’s been more of a father to my son than the one he got saddled with. If it weren’t for my husband, my son would’ve never learned to love Mexican hot sauce, debate, or Breaking Bad marathons. (Note — NEVER walk in on the turtle scene. I did, to my eternal regret. They both give me a hard time for not liking anything more dramatic than a Jane Austen adaptation or spicier than celery salt.)
And a shout out to my own father (pictured above). Everyone can see where I get my gap-toothed dorkiness. While you’ve never been chumped or divorced, you’ve set a good example. Although I wish you’d let me beat you at Scrabble and why do you impose so many arbitrary rules on jigsaw and crossword puzzles?
Happy Fathers’ Day everyone! Hug a dad today!