I don't have any children and I really regret that but as a single gay man there was not much I could do about it. There have been children in my life and I try to be the fun uncle type, even though I have no nephews and nieces. Today I went to take my little girl out for a treat. I go to pick her up, she sees me and is waiting by the door before I even get up the steps. Right away she asks, "are we going somewhere"? I ask her if she wants to go for a drive and a treat at the donut shop. I already know the answer, she lights up and says "oooh yes I'd love that"! I get her to go to the washroom before we go because I know halfway there it will be "I need to go to the bathroom".
We get there and I pick a table, I ask her to stay put while I get our order. I keep my eye on her in case she decides to move or a stranger speaks to her. The line takes too long today, it makes me anxious but finally I have our order. I have to set up her food and drink for her, make sure she doesn't spill her drink on her clothes. I always get plenty of extra napkins, they will be needed. She asks me, "did you see mom today" I tell her no, she asks about her older brother, I say I have no clue what he is up to. She asks silly questions, I answer the best I can. I ask her if she did arts and crafts, she says no but I know she did. I ask her if she did games with her friends, again she says no but I know she did.
She enjoys her treat, that makes me feel good. Her fingers are all sticky and she has crumbs all down her front. I do my best dad imitation and help brush her off, I get her to wipe her fingers and we get ready to go. I'm careful crossing the parking lot back to the car, I worry she might get hit by some idiot not paying attention, I worry she might slip, fall and get soaked or hurt.
We do some errands and then I take the shorter route back, she asks if we can go somewhere else but I tell her I am supposed to have her back by five, this makes her a little sad but she says nothing. We return and again I am pretending to be a dad, I help her with her coat buttons, hat, removing her boots and to put her shoes back on. I tell her I have to go and will see her soon, she goes into the living room to watch tv. As I walk down the steps I wave to her watching me through the living room window, she happily waves back. As I get into my car, I almost feel like crying and wonder why something like this could happen to you mom.