Today was Father’s Day. It started out better than most as I got to sleep in to a generous 8:30am. Once I had a coffee in me, my 8 year old son asked me if I wanted my gift. Sure, I said.
He’s been talking about how much I’m going to love my Father’s Day gift. To clarify how I feel about presents, I should say that any time my family gives me a gift, I don’t usually care what it is. Especially if it’s from my kids. It sounds corny, but it is the thought that counts! There is always a bit of nervousness though, just in case I don’t really know what my kid made or how to interpret the gift. “That’s beautiful sweetie, what is it again?”… Continue reading “The Best Father’s Day present ever! [FSM]”