June 20, 2006
Father’s Day
Went back to Windsor this past weekend to spend Father’s Day with my eldest daughter and grandboys. Jenn and I arrived just in time to haul it the other side of the county to be at Cameron’s debut dance recital. Memories came rushing back recalling all the years I sat as a parent and watched my little princess dance her heart out. Sara glowed just as I must have as Cam started his “I’m a Little Chickadee” routine. Priceless! I went backstage after the 3 hour performace (perfectly timed just as it was 2 decades ago) and was instantly recognized and hugged by the owners of the large dance school. We chatted for a good while and found out they are moving Cameron into an elevated program. Cam can dance!
I BBQ’ed chicken (with Montreal Chicken Spice Rub), rosemary potatoes and veggie kabobs for the gang as we sat outside on a beautiful Saturday evening enjoying a lot of laughs. Sunday morning was very hot and Jenn and I were up before dawn and it wasn’t long afterwards that we were having a ball with the kids in the portable pool. Sara’s boyfriend, Fernando, and I had our first chance to really get to know one another and we bonded very nicely. A super guy, originally from Nicaragua and a big time soccer fan, we watched a FIFA game where his favorite team, Brazil, kicked butt. Sara made a scrumptious breakfast and then Corbin and Cameron brought me touching Father’s Day cards (they had to each get one in addition to the always special one their mother handwrites) and a super gift - NASCAR Chronicles - a coffee table book of the complete history of my next-to-favorite sport after hockey. Fernando surprised me with a beautiful Crown Royal gift set. We then visited my mom who had fallen that morning and her granddaughter nurse made sure her minor cuts were dressed. She was delighted to receive more homemade soup (my specialty) and the baking that Jenn makes that really satisifies her sweet tooth. I wanted to catch the first part of the NASCAR race, held just across the Detroit River in Michigan, but rain delayed that. The very same rain that soon came pouring down as we started our trek home.
We decided to take the long way back. I hadn’t been on Highway 3, or Talbot’s Trail, for years and it was as beautiful as ever as we followed Lake Erie along the twisty route. I thought we’d add an hour-and-a-half to the normal 3-hour and very boring drive on the 401, but six hours and a few rainshowers later, we landed back in Brantford long after the race ended. We decided to cap off the evening with a Crown Royal cocktail (thank you Fernando) and call it a great weekend!
I would have loved to have seen my youngest daughter Teri and son-in-law Kyle, who live 3 hours in the other direction, but they had Kyle’s daughter visiting and couldn’t make it down. She sent a beautiful card and we’re making plans for all of us to get together in the middle ground of Brantford in August. Can’t wait!
Now, would I leave you without a few pics from the weekend?:-)
Cameron Dressed Up and Ready to Go
Corbin and Cameron Cooling Off
Happy Father’s Day
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