My boys were most excited to stay in the hotel…..mainly because of the pool and breakfast. They also look forward to the extra candy, video game time and soda at restaurants (I know, we’re pretty horrible parents)…I don’t blame them, that’s exciting stuff man!
After we finally arrived to the hotel, stretched our legs and headed up to our room, it was time to hit the water baby! We threw on our trunks, anticipating some good fun!
After splashing around a little, things started to get serious. Our Ninja Turtle inner tube suddenly became a Frisbee and my oldest looked like a shot put, being tossed through the air, landing with a dramatic splash and tons of “do it again dad!” pleas. That’s fun stuff right there!
Next, it was dad’s turn to show off. I decided to show Ben my under water back flip skills…..funny because it’s not even an awesome trick, ha! So, I proceeded to flip around in 3ish feet of water and SMACK!, I hit my head on the bottom of the pool. It actually was my forehead and part of my nose that took the brunt of my stupidity. The “oh man, that’s gonna leave a mark” thought came to mind as I came to the surface. “Hey Ben, do I have a red mark on my forehead?” “Haha, yeah dad and it’s bleeding too!” Thanks for the sympathy son.
So there you go, I had to attend a graduation party with a face that looked as though it got beat with a bar stool. Awesome!
Really though, I don’t mind the little war scars created by having fun with my boys. Here’s my point: I would rather have a tooth knocked out or arm broken or eye blackened or forehead scraped vs. missing out on memories, sitting on the sidelines while my boys quickly become men. Although I’m a scabby guy now, I look in the mirror and don’t see a scab on my face (ok, I guess I do, it’s hard to miss), I see a fun time and good laughs had by all. That’s what life’s all about! That’s what being a dad is all about!
So, bring on the scabs, scars or whatever! I look forward to many more over the years…..hopefully small scars though, I’m getting old.