My favorite scene in the Steve Martin version of the film, Father of the Bride, happens in the driveway. Back from her time in Europe, Annie, played by Kimberly Williams-Paisley, has just told mom and dad that she met a man in Rome and that they plan to get married. Her father is hardly excited about this life changing turn of events and it shows.

Cut to my favorite scene: Annie is sitting on the porch in her black evening dress and heels mad at her dad for his total lack of affirmation and interest in the love of her life. With basketball in hand he ventures an apology and affirms he believes in her and her choices. With The Temptations singing My Girl in the background, she kicks off her heels and dons a pair of basketball shoes as dad and daughter go one on one. Why do I love this scene?

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For the last week or so Terri Libenson, creator of the comic strip, The Pajama Diaries, has been chronicling the adventures of the Kaplan family as mom and dad attempt the birds and bees talk. I’ve been encouraged that engaged both mom and dad in this process. The series reminds us all of the importance of having conversations on sexuality with our children.

Sexual messages are promoted almost everywhere we look. Yet relatively few parents talk openly with their children about sexuality. For this reason sex has become both America’s most popular topic and its best-kept secret.

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A number of years ago news anchor Stephen Clark was featured on an episode of Oprah that focused on fatherhood. In a short video clip the show highlighted a turning point in his relationship with his daughters.

Stephen’s wife was in another room and he was standing in the kitchen with his youngest daughter. She wanted some water but couldn’t reach a glass from the cupboard. The wake up call came when she looked passed her dad and called out, “Mom, can you get me a drink of water?”

At that moment it dawned on him that his children were looking right through him. It was as if he wasn’t there. He remembers thinking, “Am I just invisible to my children?”

In the story Stephen relates that he had made the mistake of looking at his performance as a father through his eyes. He realized he needed to take the next step and “look at his performance through their eyes.” From that day forward he made the commitment to always be there in their vision.

Stephen’s experience came to mind as I read a study published in the December 2009 issue Journal of Family Psychology.

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As millions across the world celebrate the birth of a child in a manger because there was no room in the inn, I wonder what sense of place and belonging do I bring to and receive from my own children. Am I providing the warmth, protection and care that they need and desire or do they feel like other people and priorities have pushed them to the back barn? Where do they experience my presence in our home? If asked, where would they place me?

Because I believe fatherhood is a lifelong relational journey between men and children that changes over time and circumstances I know that the answers to these questions are dynamic. But that is no less reason for taking a bearing at this time and place.

I’m reminded of the first chapter of Samuel Osherson’s book, The Passions of Fatherhood. The book was written during a year stay in a country house in New Hampshire. During this time he commuted into the city overnight once a week to maintain his counseling practice and teaching responsibilities. In the opening chapter he describes the process of finding his place in the home, a process that led him to reflect upon his father’s place in the home he grew up in:

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Every year since 2003 I have helped facilitate a push to encourage dads to read with their kids during the month of November. Fathers Reading Every Day (FRED) is a four-week program originally created at Texas A&M University that encourages fathers, grandfathers and other male role models to read to their children on a daily basis. In any given year our post-survey responses reveal that at least 75% of the dads who participate in the program believe it:

• Improved the quality of time spent with their child.
• Led to improvements in their child’s vocabulary.
• Increased their satisfaction level as a parent.
• Improved their relationship with their child.

I love this simple program, but I am not alone with these sentiments. Listen to what some of the dads who have participated in the program over the last several years have said:

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Princeton University Press recently published the booklet Scroogenomics: Why You Shouldn’t Buy Presents for the Holidays. In it Joel Waldfogel of the University of Pennsylvania's Wharton business school states that the gifts that people buy for other people are usually poorly matched to the recipients' preferences. Scroogenomics illustrates how our consumer spending generates vast amounts of economic waste – to the shocking tune of eighty-five billion dollars each winter.

My purpose in bringing up Waldfogel’s booklet isn’t about the poor financial economics of gift giving (his point) but to urge you to think about how and what you give to those you love. I admit I don’t like to give lists to people, “If I’m worth giving a gift to I would expect that the giver have some level of insight into what would please me.” On the other hand, who among us enjoys getting a gift that is a total disconnect from who they are or what they like?

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Thanksgiving is a time of looking back with gratitude. It is a time when collectively we gather in communities of the heart to remind one another that regardless of the circumstances of the past, the present holds something, somewhere to be thankful for.

Memories aren’t only tied to the past however.

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It was a Sunday morning and an early winter storm had moved in over night. I had just started the coffee and went to put on my snow boots to get the paper when I realized I had left them at work. Such is the characteristic of Denver snow and sun, enough snow to warrant boots in the morning and sun by midday to have you wishing you had your sandals with you.

Dang! Not wanting to venture out in my slippers, I reached for my old standbys, my Danner hiking boots. Bought in the spring of ’75, they have been my sole companions across thousands of miles; the Sangre de Cristo Mountains of New Mexico, the Smoky Mountains of Tennessee and North Carolina, the wetlands and hills of northern Michigan – I think I probably wore them daily as a student in Marquette, up-county Kenya and Tanzania, they even took me to the top of Kilimanjaro and back. Needless to say they have seen better days, but there are no better companions for my feet. Years of wear have molded them to a perfect union of flesh, socks and leather.

Shoes can tell a lot about a person, and while I am probably identified more by my Bass Weejuns than my Danners, my Danners represent the explorer poet I’ve always longed to be. I can’t put them on without being transported to the past and future.

One of my favorite childhood pictures is a black and white photo of me placing my one-year old feet into my dad’s black steel toe work shoes. I imagine most of the world’s children have at one time in their life tried to put on an adult pair of shoes or sandals.

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As I write this the World Series is rounding third base and heading for home. And while other sporting events may challenge the supremacy of baseball, in the words of a character in W.P. Kinsella's 1982 novel, Shoeless Joe, "The one constant throughout all the years has been baseball. America has been erased like a blackboard, only to be rebuilt and then erased again. . . ." Yet baseball "is the same game that Moonlight Graham played in 1905. It is a living part of our history."

Kinsella’s novel was the basis for the Kevin Costner movie Field of Dreams. I don’t have a means of proving this, but I would submit that more American men have cried during the final scene of Field of Dreams than any other movie scene. What is it about Kevin Costner’s character meekly asking “Hey, Dad, you wanna have a catch?” that releases the floodgates? Interestingly this final scene isn’t in the book. The screenwriters and producers added the scene because they thought it would resonate with fathers. Sociologist Ralph LaRossa thinks it has everything to do with a unique connection that has developed between dads, their children and the game of playing catch.

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Some of my favorite parenting memories are reading with my children. Whether I was holding them on my lap in a rocking chair, laying prostrate beside them on their bed, sitting leaned up against their bed, sitting in the hall way between their rooms voicing the characters of the Narnia or Harry Potter series, sitting together in the family room or using a flashlight in a tent on a mountain side – the location and posture didn’t matter – what did matter was the bond we created by being together in an imaginary or real world of story. I believe that reading together has a magical way of drawing people closer, especially if those people are parent and child. I’m not sure why that is, but I think it has something to do with sharing our words and imaginations. Unlike visual stories, reading out loud requires a personal voice and expression, it also allows for more individuation of thought, imagination and sharing. I enjoy watching a good movie, television show or even a short You Tube clip now and again with my kids but none of these compare to my enjoyment of reading with them. A recent edition of the comic strip Rhymes with Orange drew this to my attention. The October 13, 2009 strip has a family seated together on a couch with popcorn and soda watching television. The caption reads, “The Barretts settled in for another great episode of ‘Read to your Children.’”

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