Just like Mothers' Day, I forgot to get my wonderful father something nice on his special day. So, I attempted to make him a card. Inside the card, I told him I failed as a daughter, and that I was sorry I didn't get him something nice, like a tie, then I said I'd just give him the old tradition: a hug and a card! I totally spelled tradition wrong in the card, though. I spelled it: traditition. haha, cuz I'm a LOSER!!! -cheesy grin-
So, I walked sheepishly into the living room where my mom and my brother were waiting with their big boxes of stuff for my dad. I sat at my mom's feet and waited until my dad had finished opening mom's and Matthew's gifts (mom gave him 2 new pairs of shoes and some movies on BluRay, Mattie gave him a music DVD of his favorite singer)
It was my turn...I walked slowly toward where my daddy sat, avoiding eye contact with anyone. I handed him my self-made card, gave him my hug, and he whispered in my ear, "That's just what I wanted. Thanks baby."
So, I just want ya'll to know, that I have the GREATEST dad in the ENTIRE WORLD!!!!
WORK IT, BABY!
(CHECK OUT THAT 'STACHE!!!)
(ignore me, though. 'twas Christmas morning, and I looked like POOP! ^^)
2 comments:
What a touching story Larz! That is one of those stories you would expect to see in some forwarded e-mail or something. Haha.
oh...=( that makes me sad...but...I guess that would kind of be an...honor...I guess...
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