the kids are 6 & 7, and finally old enough to appreciate a day to celebrate their father. each year i ask them “what do you want to do?”, and this year they finally had some answers! they totally wowed me with their plans! we’re talking decorating, games, gifts, meal plans, and a detailed floor plan with different “zones”.
here’s how we celebrated the amazing father that God has blessed my kids with!
armed with balloons and streamers, the kids climbed counters and chairs to hang up the decorations, but most items ended up at their eye level, AKA, adult limbo level. they plastered every surface and doorway; it was awesome!
in the living room we hung a banner, and the kids coloured it. i’d seen a few “candy pun” ideas on pintrest, but most of them involved a ton of candy and chocolate, and my derek would never eat all of that. we walked through bulk barn and grabbed a few of the things that we knew he liked, and before too long a sorta-poem developed and we were set. “Daddy, you give great hugs & kisses, that’s the raisin we love you to pieces.” i attached bags of hershey’s hugs & kisses to the appropriate words, yoghurt-covered raisins to the word “raisin”, and reese’s pieces were tacked onto the end.
anne really wanted to bake a cake for the party! we were totally unprepared to bake a cake, so the kids had to just use what we had on hand, and it turned out alright- princess crown toothpicks and all!
derek pulled the whole “i dunno. i don’t want anything” thing that guys do when birthdays/christmas/father’s day come up. my daddy says the same thing every single year: “good kids.”
so the kids brainstormed some ideas for “good things” they could do for their daddy, and we whipped up some coupon books. if you’re looking for a how-to: it’s simple! i could have done it with a basic word processor like google docs. i used pixelmater for mine. i didn’t have time for clipart or stickers, but the handprinted signature makes them pretty sweet. i sandwiched the coupons between two pieces of scrappy paper and sewed the edge up with my serger. you could use a normal sewing machine or even a stapler.
when derek came home from work tonight the kids jumped out of their hiding places and screamed “surprise!” at him as he disentangled himself from the streamers and balloons blocking the doorway. the kids began working through their itinerary of planned games with derek, ending with “simon says: get to the table”. we had a great family dinner together, sang “happy father’s day to yooooo” (tune of happy b-day), and ate a ton of chocolate cake.
elliot lamented that there was a mother’s day, a father’s day, but no kid’s day. i laughed my face off at him as i looked around at the chaos of my house, and thought about how much work i had put into helping them show their dad how much they loved him, and how much clean up was still ahead of me; but i know that there’s no way he’ll ever understand that every day is “kid’s day” until he’s a father himself.