I don’t have time for this … and you know what?
I don’t care.
My two sons and I leave Monday for Dudes Weekend. It’s our annual bonding time over all things male – good, bad, obnoxious and just out there.
It’s the sixth year for this sojourn. Kennedy is 10, Hudson 8. We’ve visited many places and enjoyed countless memorable moments.
It’s the second year, though, where we’ll be gone for
2-1/2 weeks. At this rate, how long before it’s renamed Dudes
Month? The itinerary hasn’t much changed. We’ll spend half the time at a local hotel. The agenda consists of laughing, devouring pizza, visiting fun spots and goofing off.
We’ll next head to Minneapolis. The primary reason is that Kennedy is a huge – gulp! – Minnesota Vikings fan. Yes, I’m still trying to figure out what went sideways there.
Our plans are largely the same, plus a tour of
U.S. Bank Stadium (where the Vikings play). Maybe we’ll visit the
Mall of America. If other fun opportunities arise, we’ll take them!
Here’s the rewind on Dudes Weekend: Five years ago, the boys and I drove past a local hotel. Kennedy asked about its pool. OK. We stopped to check it out.
On impulse, we decided to stay overnight (after checking with my wife, of course). The rest, as they say, is history (and tradition).
Again, logic says I’m crazy to do this. I’m running a
global ministry, a
keynote speaking operation, a
sales training business … and going 2-1/2 weeks with no appointments?
Nuts.
This isn’t about what “makes sense,” though. It’s about priorities. My sons are learning how to become men. Often, amid the joking and frivolity, we enjoy serious discussions about life, faith, and the world around us. They open up to me, and vice versa.
Everyone comes home a better person.
Kennedy and Hudson have grown increasingly giddy as our disembarkation nears. I’ve gotten more excited, too, amid frantically clearing the decks to avoid any business-related crises erupting.
And if they do?
I’ll deal with it at night – probably
really late at night – after the boys have gone to bed. On Dudes Weekend, “bedtime” doesn’t exist. We play hard, as long as we want, and sleep late.
I’m admittedly always a bit nervous leaving for Dudes Weekend. It’s tough to leave the real world behind, and mostly unplug for so long.
It’s also quality time with my sons that I’ll never, ever regret.
If you don’t do something similar, I encourage you to give it a try. You
can“get away.”
Besides, there are plenty of other “Weekend” nicknames out there waiting to be had.
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