I had this whole big rant written up about father’s day, my place in it, and my wife’s place in my place in it. It was long, bitter and ultimately pointless. Ranting feels good for a few hours, but it is pretty pointless when the person it is aimed at wouldn’t know compromise or reason if it snuck up and bit her on the arse. So instead, below, there are two photographs of my wonderful, awesome children. I <3 you guys.