I am a gift giver. I live to find the perfect gift, wrap it up in the most adorable/creative wrapping, and pair it with the perfect card that I found after flipping through nearly every single one at Hallmark. It used to almost be a hobby for me. If we were celebrating my husband’s first Father’s Day without all this hassle of being new parents (I know…but stay with me here…), I would have undoubtedly spent more than 5 minutes picking out his card. I wouldn’t have just grabbed the first semi-funny one in the Shoebox section. And I certainly would have wrapped his power tool set in something appropriate, perhaps some brown paper with a satin blue ribbon tied around it. I may have even had Hailey help me draw tools all over it with crayon. Instead, since I am so ridiculously tired and used every ounce of energy I have for the week schlepping Hailey and Kendall into Home Depot yesterday amidst the other frantic last minute shoppers and in the middle of a torrential downpour, this is how I presented my husband’s first Father’s Day gift –
I threw the boxes in Hailey’s room, topped them with the cards, covered them with a blanket the dogs have obviously been lounging on, and had Scott do the “grand unveiling” this morning. The old me would have been appalled. The new me is thankful I didn’t have to look for the Scotch Tape.
6 weeks 2 days old