way to go, dad.

i think i've had my fill of "banner" father figures for one day. for the week really. and by "banner" i in no way intend to say that they should be on display. more likely they should be in the closet, and with the events i saw today i'm thinking prison might not be too far off.

so my boys and i are sitting on the beach today minding our own sand-crafting, wave-splashing business when i chance to look over and see a father burying their child in sand. this would seem a trivial event, i mean we are at the beach. what else do you do at the beach than mock bury the kids who drive you nuts and splash, tag and dunk them a few times for a bit of stress relief?

but as i observe what is thought to be happy moment, i see that not only is he burying his child but he is heaping load after load of sand upon her chest and fashioning them into giNORmous mounds. this leaving her more bountiful than a couple of trips to the plastic surgeons office. holy cats, batman, you have got to be kidding me!

you would think he would stop there. i mean much further and we may as well tattoo pervert on his forehead. heaven knows some labels are much deserved. but he doesn't stop there, he goes on as if to dare anyone to see him as anything less than honorable as he takes copious amounts of pictures. from EVERY angle. that's right, pose for me little sista, this is gonna go nice in my gallery. sicko.

what hurts the most however is the mother standing by while father stages multiple, inappropriate sexual innuendos during "play" time. does she not see it... does she not SEE IT?!

and then, as if my day needed topping off, i see a dad laughingly put a pink cap gun to his daughters head, demand all her money and then blow her brains to oblivion. honestly now. we wonder why society is the way it is.

at the end of the day i felt expressly happy about the 20 superb fathers i could name off-hand for each of the grossly dysfunctional two i saw today. and even more happy for my bubbly children and their guileless approach to a disturbing world.

innocence really is bliss.