Happy Belated Father’s Day and Breakfast Burgers

Father’s Day was this past weekend here in North America and Melissa and her other half posted a very sweet Father’s Day Gift Idea.  We celebrated by having burgers for breakfast (yummy sauce recipe below) and ice cream cake for dessert.  I wish my daddy a very Happy Father’s Day even though I wasn’t be there to celebrate with him.

fathers day ice cream Cake

Saying my daddy was always working is probably an understatement and most my memories are of my daddy were of him working, but I have many fond memories too.

When I was really young, he was never around the house because he was always working. But then as my siblings and I were a little older, I remember playing at the back of the building where daddy and mommy worked.  This was a large dirt area where my daddy taught us how to ride our bikes when he was on a break.  I also remember playing in an empty parking lot while they worked.  This was the same parking lot where I remember my daddy teaching us how to play badminton and to fly a kite.

My dad worked seven days a week for 16 hours a day but I remember that he was often smiling while he worked.  Because working, while tiring and sometimes challenging, was an opportunity to better ourselves.  So I am not afraid of hard work, I am appreciative of what I have and most importantly, I smile, even when the going is tough, all because of my daddy.

Then when I was even older, I remember helping out, and then working alongside, and eventually holding fort on my own.  Nothing could have honed my skills or boosted my confidence in my abilities or prepared me for the real world more than those experiences, all thanks to my daddy.

While most memories revolved around working, there were some other fond memories too, like of all the times he brought home a new dog or cat.  He also instilled a love of camping, road trips, open water and the general appreciation of nature.  He taught me how to fish and was there for my first catch and again, he was there when I accidentally caught one of the biggest fish of the day.


He taught me how to drive and parallel park like a champ (probably can’t do it anymore but that’s not his fault).  And he also taught the importance of good dental hygiene.

This article at the art of manliness covers 10 reasons according to science why Fathers are important.  My daddy is important to me because he took the time to teach me so much and helped make me the person who I am today.

My daughter is probably still too young to tell me how her daddy is important to her at the moment but she has some big shoes to fill.

shoes - toddler and daddy

(These daddy’s and my shoes photos were cuter when her shoes were teeny tiny but I think I’ll still keep taking them for her.  So if she ever becomes a shoe lover like me, she’ll have these pictures to help her remember her shoes from her childhood.)

shoes - toddler and daddy

Happy belated Father’s Day to my daddy, my daughter’s daddy, and to all the daddies out there!  Thank you.  You Guys Rock!

Breakfast Burger Sauce Recipe

Makes enough sauce for four burgers.  Adapted from the Food Network

1/4 cup ketchup
1 tablespoon brown sugar
1 teaspoon Worcestershire sauce
1/2 teaspoon chili powder
1/4 teaspoon hot sauce

I used a sweet chili sauce instead of the hot sauce, and omitted the chili powder so there would be less heat since my daughter and her daddy aren’t huge on spicy foods.  Enjoy!

breakfast burger



with love charlie


Father’s Day Gift Idea

Hi there!  Melissa here.  Sorry for being MIA.  It’s been a busy month of returning to work and trying to find a balance between home and work life.  But more on that later… I have a special treat for you – a guest post from my other half on a Father’s Day gift idea.  But before we get to his post, just let me tell you how lucky I am to have this man as the father to my daughter.  He has been nothing but wonderful.  When I was at the end of my third trimester, we moved into our new home.  He did all the heavy lifting and hustled to prepare the place for us and baby’s arrival.  In the early days, after the birth when I was bedridden due to some tearing, he made sure that baby and I had everything we needed.  He stepped up with the cooking and cleaning and takes care of baby when I need a break.  But aside from all this, more importantly, he is the most loving and caring father and he adores our daughter to pieces.  Needless to say, I wouldn’t be able to do this parenting thing without him.  🙂  — Melissa


Father’s Day is a day to let my Dad know how much I love and appreciate him.  Then I became a Dad myself, and my perspective changed.  It may sound corny, but I don’t need a special day to be celebrated.  I don’t want gifts to be shown appreciation.  Father’s Day is taking on a new meaning for me now.

My first Father’s Day was a year ago when my daughter was only 2 months old.  I can barely remember anything clearly from that time due mainly to sleep deprivation.  I suppose I was just happy that I was now a Dad.  Fast forward to now.  I have another year under my belt changing diapers, feeding, playing, worrying about, laughing with, and caring for my baby girl.  She has grown and developed so much and is taking on quite a personality.

Having a baby was a choice that my wife and I made.  We chose to take on the responsibility of raising a child.  It’s what we wanted.  We had fears of not being sufficiently prepared, and our friends (who have kids) would tell us that nobody is ever fully prepared to become parents.  They were right.

I always knew that I wanted to have children, but wanted to be financially secure before I did.  I wanted to be able to provide everything my child needed to succeed in life.  What I’ve come to learn in my short time as a Dad is that none of that was really important.  The only thing that was important was the time that I spent with my daughter.  I found that the thing that you can not prepare yourself for before having your first child is the honest joy that you will feel.  I get these moments when my daughter laughs, or leans in to give me a random kiss, or whatever, where I am overjoyed with love.  This is the only gift I want as a father.

So what is the greatest gift you can get for your Dad?  Tell him that you love him.  It’s the only thing that’s important to him.