Happy Father’s Day! We’ve been married almost 15 years now and you’d think I’d get a handle on what my husband likes, but as far as gifts — I am always clueless because he isn’t really a gifts kind of man. He is a ‘hugs and affirmation’ man…sad to say, I didn’t realize that until many, many years later in our marriage. Oops!
So what do I get a man who really wants nothing?
DO I GET:
Nah, he just redeployed recently and while in Afghanistan, be bought like 20 silk ties at a market. So why would I get yet another one? (There are only 4 Sundays *maybe 5* in one month.)
6. X-box or Playstation game?
Negative. Why would I give him something that takes time away from me?? Yes, I am selfish. Unless, if X-box or Playstation ever came out with a new Tomb Raider game, then we’d have to really think about it. Actually, come to think of it…something is coming out in 2013. So he
might will get that next year.
5. Running Shoes?
Possibility. When I was more active, I loved to run long-distance for recreation. Anyway, I used to buy new running shoes like every 6 months-depending on the miles I would put on them. When I first married my husband, he had the most atrocious looking pair of running shoes. I was horrified. I had him go to the Exchange and buy a new pair. ”No Honey, running shoes are not meant to last 10 years- not in the Army.” It’s time for a new pair…
4. Fancy Coffee Thermal?
Not here, he doesn’t even drink coffee. Blah. (I LOVE COFFEE!!)
3. Maybe a Team Jersey?
Yeah, I could give him that, but since this Texas gal is not a total fan of the Bengals— we’ll just leave it at that.
2. How about a nice shaving cream kit?
Well, he has been in almost 23 years now…and he has already mentioned that once he retires, he’ll be growing his beard like a member of the ZZ Top band… I HIGHLY doubt it, but you never know. Thinking about what he has had to do for the last 22-23 years, every day, day in and day out — I don’t blame him, but after a month or so–he’ll be wanting one and I’ll have it ready.
I just want to say that I appreciate him for all that he does for our family and country. Thank God he is able to make a career out of being in the military, he is home for right now, and hope that one day he’ll be able to experience gifts from his children and grandchildren… That is my wish for him on Father’s Day.
1. Oh, I think I’ve found it.
Of course I found it on Pinterest-Family Tree. Since we still have smaller children, he’ll love a project that will include them. After all, this is why we celebrate Father’s Day — because he is a Dad to our four boys. So a project and a fishing pole. Yep, that’s perfect. (Oh, to include the night crawlers too). Oh, how my boys love to fish!
I also need to make a sign for our door: GONE FISHING!
So, what kind of gift did you get for your Dad/Husband/Father/Friend?
What did they say they wanted this year??
Happy Father’s Day is ALL!!!!
A Boy and His Dad
by Edgar Guest
A boy and his dad on a fishing-trip—
There is a glorious fellowship!
Father and son and the open sky
And the white clouds lazily drifting by,
And the laughing stream as it runs along
With the clicking reel like a martial song,
And the father teaching the youngster gay
How to land a fish in the sportsman’s way.
I fancy I hear them talking there
In an open boat, and the speech is fair.
And the boy is learning the ways of men
From the finest man in his youthful ken.
Kings, to the youngster, cannot compare
With the gentle father who’s with him there.
And the greatest mind of the human race
Not for one minute could take his place.
Which is happier, man or boy?
The soul of the father is steeped in joy,
For he’s finding out, to his heart’s delight,
That his son is fit for the future fight.
He is learning the glorious depths of him,
And the thoughts he thinks and his every whim;
And he shall discover, when night comes on,
How close he has grown to his little son.
A boy and his dad on a fishing-trip—
Builders of life’s companionship!
Oh, I envy them, as I see them there
Under the sky in the open air,
For out of the old, old long-ago
Come the summer days that I used to know,
When I learned life’s truths from my father’s lips
As I shared the joy of his fishing-trips.