For those of you who were already fathers before yesterday, you may not relate.  However, to those who have had a child since fathers day last year you will understand the joy of celebrating your first.  It has been a year of first’s.  First baby, first reasonable reason for your wife to wake you up in the middle of the night (besides to tell you she heard something), first words (dada), first crawl, and yesterday, first fathers day.  Doesn’t get any better than spending the afternoon with your son, grilling pork chops on the grill,  playing crawl around the post in the dining room, entertaining each other with a Cool Whip container and mom’s measuring cups (no they didn’t get washed before they were put away - but that’s okay right) and watching as he falls asleep in the bend of your elbow.  Simon and I had a great day together as mom headed to camp to assist the nurses with youth camps first week of registration. I am sure we will have many more first’s together and I can’t wait to see what they all provide but in the mean time, it’s just great to have experienced my first fathers day.