Last Friday I read a blog post from cosmopolitan.com that outlined the 5 worst Father’s Day gifts. It was a guide of what not to do for Dad, and provided examples of appropriate gifts.
The post did not sit well with me because of the first thing to avoid getting Dad seemed harsh.
Anything Homemade. Moms are wired to think anything you create is precious. Dads are not. At the end of the day, they're still dudes, which means that arts and crafts make their eyes glaze over. This also includes lame IOU coupons. What to get him instead: There's one exception to this rule: If what you're making is edible (ie. cookies, brownies).
I wholeheartedly disagree.
This is my twelfth Father’s Day, and it was by far my best.
I was showered with gifts – a book, some computer games, a homemade cake in the shape of a caterpillar, and several selections from Williams-Sonoma, which I’ll incorporate into meals this week. Even the obligatory tie.
My lovely bride painted a caricature of me. It was so well received she made one for each of the girls and herself. My daughters made me cards, photo frames, scrapbook pages, and even a coupon book full of free kisses, hugs, and an hour alone in the hammock.
A lot of thought went into this year’s gifts. Especially the 8x10 portraits that my family spent minutes planning and my wife spent hours making.
After the book is read, the food is eaten and the games are all played out – the paintings will still adorn the walls of Casa Simpson.
Hey Cosmo - my eyes didn’t glaze over once.
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Monday, June 22, 2009
by Sean Taylor Simpson
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