Father and son on Fathers Day
Yet again, Fathers Day has flashed by and Spring has Sprung. Yay!! (yay, to Spring - not Father's Day flashing by).
I feel like I have waited an eternity for a lovely warm spring day to arrive. Now I am not going to lie and say it was hot (c'mon - this is Melbourne after all) but we did reach a very nice 19 (Which for me - is a one jacket day - ahhhh lovely).
After my original dilemma about what to buy for Father's Day
it all went down well on the day. We ended up with some hardware type stuff - which he always seems to like (and had expressed an interest in), dark chocolate (which I suspect he likes even more because no one else in the house actually likes it) and some of his favourite chilli hot sauces (personally selected by the nine year old).
Now even though I had all the intentions of cooking him breakfast in bed (which seems a bit rich, seeing as he is not my
father.... but then again, I still have reservations about a two and a nine year old being in charge of the oven). But whilst I had my back turned toward said oven, the two year old made a break for it and by the time I got to the bedroom (for a little pair of legs, he moves like lightening) there was one awake father in it and two smaller people pretending to be asleep. With minimal grumbling (from my husband - not the children) we were able to put together a breakfast of bacon, eggs and croissants (yum) and after cleaning up, headed into Melbourne city. As was the special persons (ie, the father's) request for his special day.
We ended up at our favourite Yum Cha restaurant West Lake
in China town (on Little Bourke St) for our Father's Day feast, where the two year old will eat anything set in front of him and the nine year old (we affectionately call him Mr Bland) will eat only boiled rice. After a delicious lunch we then headed home for a nap (toddlers and Fathers that is - well
it is his day, I can't really complain about that) and everyone was both full and happy.
Taking over the world one chop stick at a time! Actually he uses it to stab the food - who needs two chop sticks!
Some of the yummy dishes from West Lake.
Our nine year old son and one of our best friends - who drove all the way from Sydney to Melbourne to share the weekend (and some Yum Cha) with us!
How did you spend the day and was the present buying for your Father (or husband) any easier than mine? I hope that your Father's Day was just as nice as ours.
It's that time of the year again, yep that's right, the day you're left wondering what on earth you are going to buy for your kids to give to their fathers on father's day?
I guess once your kids have reached a certain age they can sort that stuff out for themselves and it's really out of your hands, but with little ones I'm often left scratching my head.
We have an even bigger dilemma at our house in that it is also my husband's birthday at this time of year. Sometimes it actually falls on the same day - but we still have to celebrate both Fathers day and his Birthday at the same time. The conversation goes a little like this. "What do you think you would like for Fathers / your birthday this year?" to which he often replies (as he did again this year) "I don't know". So if you've got someone who can't even mention a few things that appeal to them, how are you supposed to get them something they might like?
One year I left my son in charge of the present buying and sent him off with some cash to the Fathers Day stall at school and being only six at the time he was very excited about having free reign. Unfortunately, he bought home a coffee mug with "The World's Best Grandfather" emblazoned across it ..... for his father.
So now we are back to the yearly dilemma of what to buy for someone who doesn't even know what he would like, even if he could buy it for himself. Sure you could go the usual socks and undies (hardly very inspiring) or a Bunning's voucher (not very personal). Last year we thought we would give him an experience to remember, so we brought him a flight in a Tiger Moth (which he had actually said he would like) and then he developed claustrophobia and couldn't bring himself to get in the plane. So you see my dilemma.
I like to be organised and I usually have presents on hand well before the date of an actual celebration, whatever the event is but sometimes my husband comes in a number of days before said event and claims to know what he wants now. Which drives me just a little bit crazy. The thing is, even though he often gets on my nerves he's a good Father. He loves them, cuddles them, kisses them, reads them stories and tucks them in at night. So, it would be really nice to have something which reflects that. And then there's my father to buy for as well, who has now decided to go off on his last hoorah trip to Columbia (it is not my place to question why, just to wave him off at the airport).
I hope that you all find that perfect gift for the Father's in your life and that your children have a man in their lives who loves them as much as you do.