Meh. A made up holiday.
That said, I was at the airport a while ago at about 9:30 at night. A mom and her four kids were waiting for Dad to arrive. You don't see that everyday. The kids were maybe from 5 to 12 years old. Dad arrived. Judging from his pale complexion, I figured him for some kind of high-level engineer or scientist. He was obviously exhausted. He was in his late forties, a little pudgy with gray flecked hair. The kids ran to Dad with hugs, but also with little "hurts" that they had saved up for him. You could see his face brighten and I heard him say in a steady, fatherly voice, things like "we need to talk bout this when we get home."
I know that things are not always what they seem, but right then and there, I was just in awe of that guy. Mom was just beaming. You could tell that she knew exactly what she had and how lucky she was.