‘Mum,’ said my youngest child at breakfast last week, ‘is it Father’s Day soon?’
Before answering I heard a humph from my eldest boy, ‘always one of their days,’ he said pointedly with a pre tween growl, ‘it’s never children’s day.’
Instantly I reacted, as I remember my own mother reacting before me.
‘Every day is children day!’
My eight year old daughter groaned and dropped her head into her hands and resumed eating her eggs and beans whilst muttering about how intrinsically hard being eight is.
“What are you going to get Grandad – Mum?” chirped up one of my older ones.
The little one chimed in and chirped…
‘Lets really treat Daddy and Grandad, shall we mummy? We can make biscuits and sweeties, and buy him lots and lots of presents.’
I ruffled her hair with a grin, and said, ‘ok, poppet, lets.’ And I grabbed my laptop and headed to the internet to look for ideas for gifts for the two dads in our lives.
‘Lets have a look at what we can get Daddy,’ I said, and took a slurp of my tea, and watched as my twins put down their cutlery and slowly crept round the table to my side. Technology is a drug in our house that simply cannot be ignored.
Suddenly, they were all alive with excitement, each reaching for the mouse and whooping as they saw items that would please their hard working Grandad and Dad.
‘Wow mum,’ cried my son, ‘we can get him a tour of the Arsenal ground, he would love that!’
‘As would you,’ I agreed.
‘Well,’ he said with a grin, ‘we can go together, it is for two, it can be Dad and child day….’
I laughed, and clicked the mouse, easily navigating through the pages of the site, shortlisting by ideas for Father’s day.
Idea after idea filled my screen. From golf days to personalised mugs, prints to personified cufflinks.
A great idea from my boy was to go big and buy a personalised registration number plate for my Dads car – I know he has wanted one for years, so my son is probably right, it would be a fantastic idea.
The ideas kept flowing – a trip to Disneyland was also suggested…..
‘We can’t buy everything,’ I chuckled, and watched as the children’s faces fell a little. ‘You have to select a gift each, and make sure it is really special.’
‘But mummy,’ said my eight year old girl, ‘there is so much to chose from, I think Dad would love all of it.’
I nodded and left them to it whilst I refilled the kettle and freshened up everyone’s glass with some cold milk.
Watching my children hunt for presents for their dad was heart warming.
‘Mummy, mummy, we have chosen,’ sang out my little girl, ‘Daddy is going to love my present.’ She pointed at the screen with her little fingers and then said in a serious tone…
‘I can per-son-a-lise it as well, mummy, Owen said so.’
‘You can,’ I agreed.
She looked at me, her beautiful little face suddenly creased with confusion, ‘Mummy, what does per-son-a-lise it mean?’
Laughing, I sat back down with my warm cup of tea, a child on my lap and two others either side, and together we put the finishing touches to their Father’s day presents.
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