So... am I the only one who thought Father's Day was in two Sundays and not this coming Sunday? Yeah... I always have trouble counting the Sundays for Mother's and Father's Day!

Anyways, so here's this Father's Day story I wrote a while back. I hope you enjoy it! :)

Daddy and Me

Part 1

30 year old Jim Frayne felt like the happiest man on earth. He had a beautiful wife, a baby daughter, and this time tomorrow, his life-long dream of opening a school for orphaned boys would be fulfilled. Ten Acres Academy would be officially opened.

His green eyes sparkled in merriment as he steered his car through the streets of Sleepyside, the small town he had lived in since he was 15. Jim had just picked up his Dad's gift for Father's day, which was the following week.

His smile faded a little as he thought about Father's day. Though Matthew Wheeler had become a father to Jim since the adoption 15 years before, he couldn't help but remember that this was now Jim's 20th Father's day without his birth father, Winthrop Frayne. Jim absently drove down the familiar streets and let his mind drift down memory lane...

"Hurry, Daddy! Hurry!" four year old Jimmy yelled from the front door. The small boy and his father were going into the woods behind their house to find the perfect Christmas tree. Jimmy was bundled tight from head to toe, looking more like a miniature coat rack than a human. His father smiled down at him, his green eyes sparkling.

"I'll be ready in a sec, Jimmy. I'm just putting my coat on." Jimmy let out an impatient sigh and stood by the door, tapping his foot in annoyance. Finally, Win picked up the ax and said, "Let's go get the tree." Jimmy smiled and raced out the door at top speed, his emerald green hat flying off his head.

Win chuckled and picked up the small hat, before walking to where Jimmy was impatiently waiting for him to catch up. "Can't forget this." Win said, mussing up the red hair identical to his own before placing the hat firmly on top.

"How's this tree, Daddy?" Jimmy asked, pointing to the first tree in sight. Win looked for a second, before shaking his head. "It's a nice tree, but it's too tall to fit in the living room."

Not to be discouraged, Jimmy raced to the next tree. "What 'bout this tree?" he asked. Win looked up, up, up to the top of the evergreen. Win hid a smirk as he looked at his son. "Son, that tree's too big to fit in our house!"

Jimmy continued from one tree to the next, and Win, always the perfectionist, found things wrong with every single one. "Too wide… Too thin… Too short… Too tall… Too many branches… Not enough branches…" "Daddy, what's the perfect Christmas tree gonna look like?" "It's going to look, well, perfect."

After an hour or so, Jimmy sat down in the snow. He had run a bit ahead of his father, still determined to find the perfect Christmas tree. Where could it be hiding? Jimmy suddenly looked up at the evergreen in front of him. It was the perfect height, the perfect shape, the perfect sized branches to hang lights and ornaments from without drooping. It was indeed the perfect Christmas tree.

"Daddy! Come 'ere!" Win rushed into the clearing to see his son standing at the foot of a beautiful evergreen. Jimmy beamed and shouted, "Look Daddy! I found the perfect Christmas tree!" After inspecting it for a minute, Win agreed it was the perfect Christmas tree.

Win wanted to make sure Jimmy stayed occupied while he chopped down the tree. Staring at the white snow crunching beneath his feet, he was struck with an idea. "Hey Jimmy. Do you want to make a snowman?"

Jimmy's freckled face broke out in a smile. "Yeah! Let's make a snowman!" Jimmy stood in front of his father as Win kneeled down and made a tight ball of snow in his hands. Win handed the snowball to Jimmy, who cradled it like it was a precious diamond. "Now you roll this around to make the head, and I'll make the body." Jimmy nodded and started on the head. Jimmy started a pattern repeating through his head. Roll, pack, roll, pack, roll, pack…

A while later, Win finished sculpting the snowman's body and Jimmy had finished rolling the head. Placing the head on top, father and son went to find things to put on the snowman. Circular smooth black stones were found by the edge of the lake for buttons and eyes, a long, thin pinecone for a nose, long branches for arms, and lastly, they carved the snowman a wide smile. Win and Jimmy surveyed their work, obviously pleased.

"The snowman's name is Mr. Snowy." Jimmy stated, and went to talk to his new friend. Win chuckled and went to cut down the tree. Jimmy talked to Mr. Snowy about everything and nothing, until his father told him it was time to go. While Jimmy didn't want to leave his new friend, the small boy was starting to get cold. Promising Mr. Snowy he'd come back to visit, Jimmy followed Win and the tree back home.

So there's Jim's first memory!:) Hope you liked it!

I've been so busy lately so it may be an extra day or two till I can update again.

Please review!:)