Atonement

When my dad turned 50, I gave him the equivalent of a full meal in baby food form, beef, veggie, dessert, and prunes, all in a gummable form.

How did he not knock me upside my snotty 20 year-old head?

Today, he turned 60. My mom and I surprised him with a birthday card shower, having collected cards in secret from friends, co-workers, and family. As he opened each card, we would add to a jar a marble for each person who signed it. He was amazed buy some of the people that we (my mom) had tracked down. We then gave him a spiffy nice new watch. Cliched? Perhaps, but he has never had a really nice one, and we thought it was about damn time.

Happy Birthday, Dad! Happy Belated Birthday, Mom! (Hers was yesterday.)