Today I held a yard sale that was quite successful. Immediately after packing up the leftovers, I hightailed it to Walmart to buy a new pair of sunglasses (a planned purchase because mine were getting very scratched). While browsing the jewellery department I happened to spy this little guy:
Naturally, he came home with me.
Now, onto today's post: Father's Day.
Let me tell you a little something about Father’s Day. At a
pretty young age, my mom left my family, and I grew up with my dad and two
older brothers. My dad is a ROCK STAR DAD!! My dad taught me about all sorts of
things that a mother normally teaches a daughter, like menstruation cycles, how
to shave my legs, how to deal with overly dramatic girly emotions, how to deal
with boys... Ya, he made a pretty awesome Dad/Mom growing up (and still is
awesome today). Because of this, Father’s Day is a pretty big deal to me (I
give my dad a gift on Mother’s Day too, actually).
Since becoming a teacher, I have been giving my dad the same
Father’s Day gift that I get my kids to make in my program. It ensures that I’m
actually coming up with a good gift for my kids, because if it’s not good
enough for my dad, it’s not good enough for theirs.