Sunday, December 21, 2008

Joys of the season

Had a good weekend up North.

I went sledding with J&K and their cousins and friends on Saturday. Saturday afternoon I made an appetizer I invented, Brat Pockets, to take to Phil & Kelly's for their Christmas party. I had a little help from Mom.

The kids and I went to FIL's for the party, the pockets were a hit. After a Murphy's Irish Stout, I was ready to don the hallowed garb of the jolly fat man himself. I felt a little pressure as the young ones stared at me in awe. J&K didn't know beforehand, but when I walked in the room, they had a knowing twinkle of recognition in their eyes, and a beaming smile on their faces. The parents said I did well.

That was a fun night. But Sunday brought a special moment. The three of us were driving to town to shovel the new snow from the driveway of our house. We rounded a corner on Crescent Road, where a boy of ten or twelve was running after a couple of beagles. As we drove carefully past, I could see the dogs were not preparing to relinquish their freedom, and the boy was struggling with the awkward gait of the weight of his winter boots. I readied myself to warn oncoming drivers around the next corner, then I thought maybe I could cut the dogs off at the pass. I turned the truck around, drove to block the dogs, and honked the horn. The dogs, an older smiling beagle, and a young playful one, stopped and stared. I put the hazard flashers on, got out, and crouched down. A few soft words brought the pups over to me. I carried them to the boy, who thanked me with a broken cry of relief in his voice. I got in the truck, and the kids said, "Good job, Dad."

Later I heard Michaela relating the story to Mom, telling her how I had "saved" the dogs. There are many days of hard work in a man's life, days of drudgery and strife. But one moment of being a hero in your children's eyes trumps whatever hand life gives you.


Blogger Eileen said...

And Dawg smiled upon you from her heavenly abode. The Beagles were probably descendents of that fertile puppy maker.

11:17 PM, December 21, 2008  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

No pic's of the jolly fat man?

8:56 AM, December 22, 2008  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I am in awe of your genorosity and helpfulness. Your kids certainly have a right and joy to be proud of their dad! Nice going Bernie, it's good to see Christmas is alive in well.

12:34 PM, December 22, 2008  

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