Dear ol’ Dad
October 16, 2014
Squinting, I mused over the novelty items thinking...hmm...who do I know that would split their britches over lamps shaped like a bowling pin sitting on half a bowling ball? Dear ol’ dad, of course! He’s been bowling since I was knee high to a grasshopper. No one can match his wicked curve either, he’s that good. Anyway, it just so happened that his birthday is this month so I planned a trip north for a short visit. Now, even though I thought the lamps deserved a little ballyhoo because they’re very unusual, I wasn’t totally positive his reaction would be...well, positive. So I sweetened the pot with my daughter and grandkids coming along for the ride.
I’m sure most of you know traveling with two small children practically requires a degree in spatial engineering. Stormy needs the pack-n-play, stroller and diaper bag while his sister Sunshine needs ALL her princess dolls and the travel DVD so she can watch Frozen. Never the less, we managed to stuff everything in the car and still have room for our feet, reach the snacks and see out the rear window. Yep, we were on our way...
“I have to go to the bathroom.”
“But we just left. Can you wait a little bit?”
Sigh, traveling with children the call of Mother Nature can be frequent...and loud. However, we still made good time considering it was foggy and raining the entire trip. Almost to our destination, we decided to pick up a few birthday essentials like sugar free cherry pie and candles at a Wally World a few miles from dad’s house. Then it happened...the ultimate ‘shopping list’ distraction: “SALE Everything $1.00.” As fast as I could push a shopping cart with a toddler in it I made a beeline for the rack followed closely by my daughter. Single-mindedly I scanned the clothes looking for color and style. Dickens, for one dollar, size wasn’t an issue. I could make it fit! But then we remembered dad was waiting so we put an end to the shopping frenzy and checked out.
Finally arriving six and a half hours after our trip began my dad was as happy to see us as we were to get out of the car. By the way, how many times can a child watch Olaf sing Summer? A lot. On the flip side, she sat behind me and I’m feeling reasonably confident that I’m ready to bust loose with my own karaoke version of the song. Maybe.
Anyway, after hugs, hugs and more hugs dad started carrying in luggage while the kids “got their wiggles out” as my daughter calls it after being cooped up in the car for so long. Little Stormy said, “Hi PoPo!” which received an “awwww” of surprise from his mom and me. Then while my dad filled us in on the latest from his neck of the woods along with proudly showing off his newest gadget to my daughter, I seized the opportunity to stick a candle in his birthday pie and started to sing. No, not Summer...Happy Birthday! Although Summer would have been a great encore because there was a 20 degree drop in temperature from when we left here. Brrrr...thank goodness dad had the heat set to tropical.
Of course, we all know what follows blowing out the candles. Presents! Not sure how to gift wrap a bowling pin lamp, I utilized the shabby chic style of presentation and wrapped them in a purple towel held together with blue painter’s tape. Duct tape would have been my second choice of adhesive for a more redneck flair my dad would have surely appreciated. But you know what they say, “It’s not the wrapping it’s the present that counts.” At any rate, dear ol’ dad loves the bowling pin lamps!
Can you imagine...getting your wiggles out?
Smile, it’ll make you happy!