Happy Father's Day to Me

"I'm such a good father," I say to myself, as I sip this gin and tonic, while my son runs around the restaurant, knocking into people, screaming, causing havoc, laughing, dancing on tables, ordering drinks for everyone, running up large bar tabs, ordering shots, complaining about the food to get a free meal, getting tipsy, swinging from the chandelier, and running into the kitchen to yell at the chef.

Wait, kidding. My son is sitting next to me watching Paw Patrol.

That is my gift to myself.