{"id":1965,"date":"2013-07-08T01:23:36","date_gmt":"2013-07-08T06:23:36","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/stories.daddytales.com\/?p=1965"},"modified":"2013-07-08T01:23:36","modified_gmt":"2013-07-08T06:23:36","slug":"lame-dad","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/2013\/07\/08\/lame-dad\/","title":{"rendered":"Lame Dad"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Usually on the fourth of July, we do a parade and fireworks, and pretty much just go crazy the whole day. This year, the parade didn&#8217;t work out, and I was exhausted from a combination of work deadlines and intense vacationing. We still had a picnic, and spent most of the day with friends.<\/p>\n<p>By the time the evening rolled around, however, I was barely awake.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Dad,&#8221; my youngest son said. &#8220;Are we going to the fireworks?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I groaned. &#8220;I was thinking maybe we&#8217;d stay inside tonight. Maybe watch the fireworks on television&#8230;&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Television?&#8221; He looked at me like I&#8217;d lost my mind.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Yeah, you know. They have big celebrations that they show, from all around the country.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I&#8217;d rather see them for real.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Tough to argue with that one. &#8220;Yeah, me too.&#8221;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>In my defense&#8230; never mind. There&#8217;s no defense for this one. Enjoy!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[122],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1965","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-daddytales-n"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p6DpYi-vH","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1965","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1965"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1965\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1965"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1965"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1965"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}