Bee’s knees is such a fantastic, great, rad way to say fantastic, great, rad. According to the Urban Dictionary the reasoning behind such a great phrase is…
“When bees flit from flower to flower the nectar sticks to their legs. The phrase “bee’s knees” means sweet and good, because the knees of the bee are where all the sweet, good stuff is collected.”
What a great way to describe something!…anything! Bee’s knees. Classic.
Anyway…back to the point. Being a Dad is the bee’s knees. There are endless examples of this. We should probably be more aware of the bee’s-kneesness of things, but life is life. It’s tough to be present all the time. But sometimes we get a jolt that brings us back. The Princess gave me a jolt tonight.
Blog topics tend to come and go with me. If I don’t write down my thoughts, like a bee, they flit away. And even after I write them down, the thoughts could still end up on the cutting room floor.
So is the case with tonight’s post…at least before I got a good jolt.
One night last week, the Dude and the Princess entered into their nightly ritual – the “What did you do today?” ritual. One of my favs. It went something like this…
Dude: What did you do at school today?
Princess: We had gym class outside. We had to run six laps. We were walking at the end, and the teacher yelled “Girls 30 seconds!”, and we started to run as fast as we could.
Dude: Whoa. Walking? Were you supposed to be running? You need to try your hardest. Don’t be the kid at the back walking.
Now, please keep in mind that this is the girl who claims she doesn’t want to be a dancer when she grows up because it makes her ribs tired! I know!…ribs tired?! How is that even possible? It’s safe to say she could toughen up a bit.
Princess: I only like running on some days…Wednesdays and sometimes a little on Tuesday.
Apparently the day matters for her to run?!
Dude: So the day matters?
Princess: I don’t want to talk about it right now.
Dude: OK, but try your hardest at everything you do.
Princess: I know what to do now.
And that was the end of it. Seemed like a funny conversation. Perhaps blog worthy. But I let it fall on the cutting room floor. Other things to think about.
That is, until the Princess initiated the daily ritual tonight.
Princess: Know what happened today?
Dude: Nope. What happened?
Princess: We had to run five laps at gym today, and you know what?
Princess: I ran all five laps. And I wasn’t even tired. I just kept running.
She was SO proud of herself.
And so was I.
Being a Dad is the bee’s knees.