SHiTTY Father's Day.

On Friday, Vivian surprised me with tickets to go see The Importance of Being Ernest with Brian Bedford which was her father's day gift to me and one of the best plays (not musicals) I have ever seen on Broadway.  

However here is the breakdown of why Father's Day felt so shitty.

6:30am wake daddy up with coffee and love.
7:00am open cards and presents from my kids and wife.
10:30am eat wonderful brunch at Friends of the Farmer.
12:00pm drive to the Bronx Zoo.
12:30pm-4:30pm have a fun filled day at the zoo.
5:00pm drive home and reflect on a great time.
6:30pm nap. 
6:35pm finish nap.

I should have stopped here while I was ahead of the game.

7:00pm convince wife to go get an ice coffee and sit outside.
7:30pm hold Anjali on my leg to show off how cute she is.
7:35pm hear a strange sound.
7:36pm look at my leg.
7:37pm discover a brownish yellowish stain on my leg.
7:37pm switch Anjali from one leg to the other.
7:37pm hear another strange sound.
7:37pm pick Anjali up from my leg.
7:37pm notice another brownish yellowish stain on my leg.
7:37pm get laughed at by wife.
7:37pm hold Anjali 3 feet from my body.
7:37pm run home.
7:38pm take off all of my clothes.
7:38pm take a shower.
7:38pm reflect on how my night was going.
7:45pm exit the shower to laughs.
7:45pm listen to my wife say...

HAPPY FATHER'S DAY...

YES I STILL LOVE THEM>

Photo below.

Until tomorrow.

Jai