Ah, Father’s Day. So much I could write on this holiday…

Since Sunday is a work day, we went ahead and celebrated on Friday. We went to Chilis and then to an IMAX movie at the Scientific Center. It was a lot of fun.

I better go ahead and disclaimer this post because I’m about to let loose… you have been warned!

I have to admit, if it wasn’t for my mom and dad, I would totally vote to ban this holiday as well as Mother’s Day from the face of the Earth (for a while at least). There are something in these holidays that bring out the idiot in people.

Mother’s Day and Father’s Day come with attached questions that seem to be permissible since they are asked on these special days. I have to believe that I am not alone in what I am saying! I think you all know where I am going with this one…

Will and I have been married for barely a year yet anytime these 2 holidays come around, the Spanish Inquistion begins:

“So when are you two lovebirds going to be able to celebrate this holiday?”

“You two better get working on that baby so you can celebrate next year.”

“When are you two planning to have little ones? You have been married for a year, right?”

AGHHHHHHH! Since when it is required that you become pregnant as soon as you get married? Can’t people think of ANY better questions to ask!? Its like, when you graduate high school for the next 3 months you get, “So, where are you going to college?” And then you go to college and you get, “So, what are you planning to do when you graduate?” Then, you find someone and get married and the next day and for the rest of you adult life to the point of menopause you get, “C’mon I want to squeeze some baby cheeks the next time I see you two!” People! Where is you sense of imagination?! Ask us anything! Anything at all, but why does that seem to be the nature of progression in the lives of just married adults?

I guess I missed that whole conversation in our premarital counseling.

I want kids… in like 28 years or something (okay maybe not that long), but currently it is the furthest thing from my mind! Apparently growing as husband and wife and developing a life long solid relationship is not the ONLY thing you do in the first few years of marriage. According to everyone my parent’s age and older you have to have 12 kids and own a silver minivan. Where in the world am Iiving!? I know like maybe 8 people in thie entire country yet I STILL got the dreaded Father’s Day Conception Question!

I am voting that Will and I send a thoughtful card, take our dads to eat on Saturday, and become hermits when Sunday rolls around. I am anti mother’s and father’s day unless it pertains to our own parents. So, next May , when mother’s day rolls around. my answer is going to be, “I am NEVER having kids, so STOP asking me!“ That way they will quit asking and when we do 28 years down the road it will just be a nice surprise. Then I guess I’ll have to get ready for the next set of progressive questions!