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My kids went with the traditional breakfast in bed approach for Father’s Day. They made egg and bacon sandwiches on English muffins with sliced fruit on the side. They left the coffee for me to make afterwards, which is just as well, because I’m a wee bit particular when it comes to coffee.

They gave me a weather rock with little googly eyes as a gift, and they made me cookies with enough zingy zaps on top to put me into sugar shock. They also gave my wife some chive flowers from the garden, so she wouldn’t feel left out.

We played pick-up soccer in the afternoon and then went over to a friend’s place to watch World Cup soccer on the screen he has set up in his backyard. The kids bounced on the trampoline and I had a few beers in the shade of a cherry tree as we watched the game.

All of which is to say, it was a pretty good Father’s Day, and more so because it didn’t involve expensive gifts I wouldn’t use anyway, or a meal in a family restaurant filled past capacity, or an outing somewhere crowded and loud and hectic. I’d much prefer a breakfast with my kids, some soccer in the park, and a beer in the backyard, not just on Father’s Day, but on any day.