I'm a dad, and I like beer.

Yesterday, as usual, I picked up my son from preschool.  Like every other day, there was a mass hysteria of children running around, some laughing, some crying, some two knuckles deep in a nostril... my son nowhere to be found.  His teacher called out his name and he came running around a corner.... "DADDY!!!!!!".  Even the worst of days can be wiped out with that greeting... I'm smiling now just thinking of it.  But what was even better than that was what was coming up.

His enthusiasm was only a precursor to what he had in store next.  "Come look and see what I made!!!!"  He grabbed my wrist and drug me around the corner and pointed to the ground.  There, was an interesting stack of blocks built into something that looked like a race car track driving through a castle.  There were a line of match box cars wrapping around and in through the "castle".  I asked him to tell me about it and as excitedly as I've ever seen him say, "Its the BEER STORE!!!!!"  My 5 year old had just constructed a Drive Thru at preschool.  At this point, I had to pull out my phone to snap a picture, I knew right then what the subject of my next blog would be.  Unfortunately one of his little ass-bag friends kicked his creation over before I got the chance.  (I know who you are kid.... and you aren't coming to his birthday party next year)

My pride didn't last  however, as suddenly everything in the room stopped  (except for the one kid with his finger in his nose)  and I could feel all of the other parent's eyes on me.  I looked around... yep...my kid knows what a beer store is... so much so that he built one at preschool....I get it, I'm a dickhead (You'd think I'd be use to that by now).  The teacher was kind enough to break the silence to tell him how great of a job he did on his beer store, but as she did, I could see her hand slowly reaching into her pocket to grab her phone and dial children services.  We high tailed it out of there.

Hello everyone, my name is Michael, I am a dad, and I like beer.  There... I said it.  Feel free to judge me... I don't care, I probably don't like you anyway.  I even make my own beer, and I drink that too!  I drink it on weekends, I drink it on weekdays... and I don't need to giggle through my nose "Its 5 o'clock somewhere right?" if I want to wash a burger down with one at lunch.  And sometimes.... and this will blow your mind.... I even drink more than one.

Dinner is done, the dishes are washed, my son and I played a couple of quarters of football in the driveway.... in a rain storm nonetheless (because we are men),  I gave him a bath, read him Curious George Gets a Medal, tucked him in, and kissed him 'good night'..... So here I sit, reminding myself that just because I like beer doesn't mean I'm any less of a father..... while drinking a beer.

Lagunitas Maximus:

Commercial Description:  "At the height of the heat in the heart of the summer, we felt that the only cure was a raging mouthful of fresh hops and malt. Caution: May remove enamel from teeth. This is Lagunitas IPA pumped up by about 30%!"
Style: Imperial IPA
ABV: 8.2%
IBU: 72
ratebeer.com rating: 98/100

Nectar of the gods...... Cheers!!!!!