Today I bring you a very special Father’s Day Addition of Tacklerism Tuesday.
Did I see my husband on Father’s Day?
Uh. No. Not really.
I was too busy giving him the gift of clean laundry (that will teach him to complain about no available bins to place dirty laundry).
Paired with his second gift of “sleeping in”.
As he enjoyed a rare respite from his regular morning duties I asked my son, “Do you want to make a Father’s Day card for Grandpa D and Grandpa B?
He set to work, diligently writing the greeting (merging it with happy birthday), and refusing to accept help.
“Why don’t you draw you with your grandpa’s on the other side.”
Occasionally, he would narrate his endeavors.
“Grandpa B and Grandpa D have the same mustaches. Like Potato Head.”
He filled the page. Then…
“I need to draw you, Mommy.” He squeezed me into the only space left. “I made a big tummy.”
“Because you’re very big.”
I looked closer. “Wow, my legs are really long.”
“That’s because you’re twenty feet tall.”
No wonder I have a big tummy.
CG wasn’t left out of the fun. Earlier in the week, The Tackler made a Father’s Day card for him. He drew this lovely family picture, making me believe we all are distantly related to Wolverine:
On the back were some fill in the blank questions, posed to The Tackler for the teacher to write the answer.
A few of them were correct, like what makes Daddy happy.
Some not so much.
CG never eats mac ‘n cheese.
And Daddy’s height and weight….
Can you imagine the picture we’d make: the 4 ft tall 102 pound CG walking hand on knee with his 20 ft tall, big bellied wife?
I love four year olds.
Happy (belated) Father’s Day CG, Grandpa D, Grandpa B, and Great G-pa!
Do you have any interesting Father’s Day gift stories?