So … it’s not anywhere close to Father’s Day.
Here’s the story:
The Kid and I went to Burst of Butterflies, a local painting place (canvas, ceramic, etc.) where he painted two small identical tiles that said #1 Dad.
We were traveling for the actual holiday and picked up the tiles after we returned. We had talked about what we were going to do with them but didn’t do it.
And didn’t do it.
And forgot about it.
A week or two ago, I was cleaning out one (of too many) piles in the office and found the tiles.
Oops.
So I mentioned it to The Kid, and we decided to continue with the plan.
What was the plan again?
I’m not sure that what we settled on is exactly what we had decided originally, but what we made turned out well.
He chose a photo of himself with each daddy; I had them printed.
Using some craft foamy stuff, hot glue, and wide popsicle sticks, we made a picture frame for each photo (photo very much not removable), then added the tile to the top left corner, as per The Kid’s requirements.
We agreed that magnets would be the best way to make them hangable—they’re very imbalanced—but I don’t have any on hand. Those will need to be added later.
Overall, they turned out well, and we’re both happy with how they look. As for the daddies? They haven’t seen them yet, but moreso than in June, they’re sure going to be surprised!
Also, on a tangent: as we were getting all of the materials out and organized, The Kid said, “You know, Mom, we could make a video about making this and post it on YouTube. And then other kids could know how to make a great Father’s Day present.”
We could. But Mama is tired. And other minor resistances.
So when I sat down to write a blog post and was completely uninspired, I asked The Kid, “What should I write about?”
“Mom! You should write about making the Father’s Day presents! It’s a good story!”
And so it came to be.
By request:
The end.
