The Perfect Day

One day when my son was about six years old, I decided that I wanted to give him the perfect day. I wanted to give him a day that he would remember for the rest of his life. He has always been a really great kid and I have always been a bit of a hard-ass and strict parent, so I decided to shake things up. We got up early that morning and I took him fishing. I then took him riding on a four-wheeler. After that, I took him to the arcade and followed that up with a trip to Toys-R-Us where he could pick out any toy that he wanted. I took him to the park and pushed him on a swing. I then let him pick out where we would go eat lunch. While sitting in his favorite restaurant, I asked him if he wanted to go out for ice cream when we were done eating lunch.  My child hesitated then asked, “Am I okay?”  Taken aback by his question, I asked “Why are you asking me that, buddy?” He then asked, “Am I gonna die, Papa? Why are you doing all this?”  I laughed and answered, “No, you aren’t going to die… I’m just trying to be nice.” My son then responded, “Well, it’s kind of freaking me out a little bit”. At that point, I decided to tone it down just a little and bring him back home before he ended up in therapy.