A few months ago (four to be exact) I shared the joyous news that we had welcomed another grandchild into our family. After spending a lovely Father’s Day dinner with my family tonight, I am reminded of how fortunate I am to have my three precious grandchildren nearby.
They are all growing up so fast! This picture was taken a month ago already, on Mother’s Day, just as the gang was leaving our home, exhausted from their busy weekend. That’s one happy Grandma!
Last year on Father’s Day our sons brought a truck load of cedars up to the cottage for us to plant along the edges of our property for a privacy screen. The project was a great success, a wonderful way to spend Father’s Day.
Everyone who owns a cottage knows there is always something to be done there. We are currently in the middle of renovating a patio and deck, a job we decided to prioritize when our pipes froze and required digging up. This year for Father’s Day our sons spent the day helping their dad work on this project…
Their hard work was topped off with a jump in the lake to cool and clean off, then a BBQ dinner, before they headed back to the city for a soccer game…
Even the weather co-operated; the forecasted rain and thunderstorms held off until our ride home later that evening. The flowers have nothing to do with the project, just thought I would add them in as they were blooming beautifully this past weekend.
Hopefully this gift of time for Father’s Day becomes a tradition; I know it is much appreciated!
The gift of time is the best gift that money can’t buy. Now that my sons are older with busy lives of their own, when holidays like Mother’s day, Father’s day and our birthdays roll around, I suggest gifts of their time instead of materialistic things purchased from stores.
For example, yesterday for Father’s Day, my sons picked up and delivered a truck load of cedar trees to our cottage. Their dad had been talking about filling in our lot line there with cedars to increase our privacy.
After the work was done, it was time for relaxation and a BBQ before the boys had to head back to the city.
I suspect as we parents get older and our sons have families of their own with increased responsibilities and limited spare time, these gifts of time will be even more meaningful…