Yesterday was my dad's birthday. I won't say how old he turned to spare him any embarrassment, but it wasn't THAT old. I was fortunate that my parents visited from my home state of Washington this past week, so I got to hand deliver my gift to my dad.
One of the things that I have learned from my dad is gift giving. When my dad hears something that any of my siblings or I are interested in/like, he writes it down in his handy-dandy DayTimer dayplanner he has attached to his George Costanza wallet. When Christmas or a birthday arrives, he knows what to get. In turn: I really LOVE to pay attention to what my family & close friends are interested in; take a mental note/write it down to find the perfect gift later.
I was sharing with my husband how my dad used to read to me each night after I was adopted out of these 4 different books. He would open these books ask 'Where is this?' and 'Where is that' on each page. Just like I do with my daughter now. It inspired my love for reading and books. It was also quality time with my dad.
Flash forward a few weeks later. In the mail: a gift for my daughters 2nd birthday from my parents and a note from my dad. It was the 4 books he read to me as a girl.
I was elated.
He wrote how he remembered how much I loved these books and wanted to pass them on to his granddaughter for me to read to her. Just like when I was little.
Oh yeah.
I cried.
One of the things that I have learned from my dad is gift giving. When my dad hears something that any of my siblings or I are interested in/like, he writes it down in his handy-dandy DayTimer dayplanner he has attached to his George Costanza wallet. When Christmas or a birthday arrives, he knows what to get. In turn: I really LOVE to pay attention to what my family & close friends are interested in; take a mental note/write it down to find the perfect gift later.
I was sharing with my husband how my dad used to read to me each night after I was adopted out of these 4 different books. He would open these books ask 'Where is this?' and 'Where is that' on each page. Just like I do with my daughter now. It inspired my love for reading and books. It was also quality time with my dad.
Flash forward a few weeks later. In the mail: a gift for my daughters 2nd birthday from my parents and a note from my dad. It was the 4 books he read to me as a girl.
I was elated.
He wrote how he remembered how much I loved these books and wanted to pass them on to his granddaughter for me to read to her. Just like when I was little.
Oh yeah.
I cried.
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