It's here, the month that my siblings dread all year
long...what is it you ask? Well it is my dad's birth month as he likes to call
it! You see our family all gets the week of our birthday to ourselves and we
get to call it our birth week which exempts us from doing anyone favors, and
gets us whatever we want. When someone says oh can you do this for me we just
have to say four simple words..."it's my birth week." But for my dad
it is an entire month, his excuse is it is also fathers month so the whole month
is in celebration to him...he also tries to get Father's Freedom Month in July
but we have yet to let that one slide...we are tortured enough in June! The
entire month to us only means daily foot rubs, back rubs, head rubs, and arm
rubs which doesn't seem to be as bad for only a couple of minutes but when its
Dad's birth month it is more like fifteen minutes on each arm, foot, on his
back and head...it is border line slave work if you ask me! If we ever complain
or say no, we get the guilt trip of but its my birth month and we of course
feel sorry for him because we love him but it still never gets easier to sit
and watch history channel while rubbing his feet! But I guess I don't mind it
to much because I still do it every year and probably because he is the
BEST Dad ever and totally deserves it!! So I guess I can sacrifice an hour of
my exciting life for him!
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