25/8/366

What it look like folk? Its ya favorite square Steez. I haven't done a real blog in a minute. I mean a joint I really put a lot of thought into. Well this is it my people. I ain't gonna beat around the bush...so let's get it. Shall we?

Well I am typing this blog on my trusty G1 phone live from the front row of an elementary school auditorium. Its my oldest daughters move up day. So here I am firmly planted on the unforgiving wood folding seats. I feel like Shaq or somebody in this little shit. But this is my job. Or should I say my duty. This is what being a father s all about. Doing shit you don't want to do and finding a way to smile while doing it. Now, don't get me wrong I WANTED to be here. Bur not an hour and a half early. See my daughter goes to the school that Butterbear works for. So we all rode in together. Of course Butterbear needed to be here for her regular work hours which is approximately 2 hours before the program. So here I am surrounded by children in a bright yellow t shirt, that signifies what child I belong to trying to not look like I belong on To Catch A predator.

We are on the eve of Fathers Day. A "holiday" that is less celebrated than Halloween. As far as black people are concerned I understand why. Niggas ain't around, so why celebrate? But for those of us that ARE around we are lucky to get a couple strips of turkey bacon and a snapple. Mothers and Fathers day aren't really holidays. They are more days that provide opportunity to show appreciation in anyway you desire to who you deem worthy. So to all you men out there black, white, brown, red....that are doing the damn thing I want y'all to know Steez appreciates that shit.

I grew up without my father around. That is most likely what propels me to play such an active role in my childrens life. That and a conscience. Recently I've been at odds with Butterbear(my wife and the mother of all 4 of my kids for those of you that don't know). In that time I've been to 2 recitals(ballet and piano) a kid(not mine) birthday and now this. And in any instance where I showed hesitance to participate(namely the birthday party and arriving 2 hours early to a move up day) she slams the whammy on me. "That's what fathers do". Which pisses me off. Because as I sit here and watch single mother after single mother file in, apparently this is the antithesis of what fathers do. Its what fathers are SUPPOSED to do. But sadly very few follow through. But there is a growing number of men(especially in the black community) that are on their fuckin job. And because of the no good niggas they are taken for granted.

I know a lot of y'all are saying "but steez the fathers you talk about are doing what they are supposed to do" and I agree. But so are the mothers that were revered a month ago. So why can't the daddys?

All I'm saying is no one part is any more ore less important than the other. But if you are a woman or child lucky enough to have a father around, keep in mind that you have a part that a lot of people don't. Appreciate and respect it.

I'm out