Father’s Day and Miscellaneous Stuff

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Father’s Day

A three‑photo collage shows Jeff and James together in different affectionate moments — sitting on a bench, playing in autumn leaves, and relaxing indoors on a couch. Large text reads “LOVE YOU,” followed by a message that says, “I love you with all my heart & soul daddy!!” with “2016” written below. The layout feels like a heartfelt card or keepsake celebrating their bond.

We spent last Saturday afternoon at Stacy’s parent’s house for Father’s Day, but before we left, I got to open a gift that James got me—a Dad Bod shirt. How did this whole Dad bod thing start, anyway? And should we be promoting it? I don’t think I ever really had what is considered a “Dad bod”, but a few years ago I hopped on the scale and was a bit freaked out with the weight staring back at me: 199 pounds. That was the heaviest I had ever been, and there was no way that I was going to let myself hit the 200-pound mark! That was the moment that I decided it was time to start taking control of my health. I started working out and trying to eat a little bit healthier. It’s not an easy thing to do when you have a special needs child at home that needs so much care, but it’s something that I thought I just need to do. And it’s not just for me. It’s for Stacy and James, too. I want to be around for as long as I can to take care of the two of them.

Thanks, James, for the shirt, but I don’t think I am qualified to wear it.

 

Jeff stands indoors flexing one arm to show off his bicep while wearing a black T‑shirt with large white text that reads “DAD BOD.” A beige wall, a thermostat, and part of a doorway sit in the background, giving the moment a casual, playful feel.
James’ Father’s Day gift to me

 

Here’s a picture of me, James, and Stacy’s dad:

 

Jeff, James and Stacy's dad sit together on the grass in a back yard, with green bushes, hostas, a wooden fence, and part of a white house behind them. Jeff, on the left, wears a dark shirt with white lettering, James in the middle wears a turquoise‑and‑gray striped outfit, and Stacy's dad on the right wears a red shirt and light shorts. The scene feels like a calm, casual moment in a residential yard.
James, his Daddy, and my Father-in-Law

 

I need to do something about those white legs!

 

Miscellaneous Stuff

Speaking of working out, we went grocery shopping Friday night and stopped by their sporting goods department to see if there was any workout stuff we could use at home. Is James to young to start working out?

 

James sits in a specialized stroller wearing a blue outfit with a white shark pattern. A brown neck pillow with a red border supports his head, and he holds a small blue dumbbell in one hand.
James testing out a dumbbell

 

It was a bit hot outside yesterday so we decided to bring out our inflatable pool to see if James would enjoy it. He did not like the cold water at first, but eventually go used to it and calmed down.

 

Stacy and James sit together in a small blue inflatable pool outdoors. Stacy, seated behind, wears a black‑and‑white swimsuit and holds James' hand. James wears a bright green‑and‑blue swim shirt and patterned swim trunks, both partially submerged in the water. A concrete patio with chairs and a table sits behind them, with a grassy yard and an orange inflatable ring nearby, giving the scene a relaxed backyard‑summer feel.
James didn’t like the pool when they first got in…

 

Stacy and James sit together in a small blue inflatable pool filled with water. Stacy, wearing a black‑and‑white swimsuit, holds James close from behind. James wears a bright yellow‑and‑blue swim shirt and patterned swim trunks, both partially submerged. A concrete patio borders one side of the pool, with grass on the other and an orange inflatable ring resting nearby, creating a relaxed backyard moment.
…but he eventually got used to it

 

Now this is a serious question. How many sets of pajamas does one kid need? I understand that kids are continually growing and outgrow clothes, but how many does one kid need at a time? Stacy just bought these:

 

Four children’s pajama tops are laid out on a flat surface. The left shirt is gray with a pattern of pretzels, hot dogs, hamburgers, and pizza slices. The center shirt is bright yellow with a large pretzel graphic and blue text that reads “MIDNIGHT SNACKER.” The upper‑right shirt is gray with a repeating pattern of red crabs. The lower‑right shirt is white with red trim and a large red crab holding a small green bird. The collection feels playful and summery, full of bold, kid‑friendly designs.
How many pajamas does one kid really need?

 

They are cute, I’ll give her that. Does this mean there are old PJs that we can now get rid or donate? I am pretty sure she will ask me the same question about the t-shirts in my closet that I rarely (or never) wear anymore as soon as she reads this post. My response to that question will be that they all have sentimental value. She’ll probably say the same thing about James’ pajamas.