In recent years, I’ve said no to gifts on Father’s Day and even my birthday. We have enough financial pressures – and clutter – as it is.
Yesterday, though, my wife surprised me with a handheld Play Station – God of War edition. Part of the fun for me is figuring out how these things work without looking at the instructions. I only looked at one page – to enter my name in – before I was blasting away.
Seth was fascinated by the machinery while Lael was fascinated by the game. I refused to play such a violent game in their presence though. I will have to find a few games they can play. Perhaps there is a train simulation game? Is Hot Shots Golf Open Tee good for small kids? Any other recommendations?
I told my wife this was the biggest surprise gift I’ve ever received and I’m not kidding. I’ll be the first to admit it’s not easy to buy gifts for me.
Following a hard morning rain, I took the kids out to the playground so my wife could work on a major project. Neither kid seemed very interested in the playground, so we went for a walk to Lake Michigan.
Eventually, we arrived at a beach where Lael became a sandy mess; my
sweet, demur amazingly destructive little girl was scooping handfuls of goop from the lake bed and throwing it every which way. Seth stayed amazingly dry. (I spent part of the time watching out for shards of glass. Why is such a beautiful city filled with so many pigs?)
As storm clouds loomed, I realized we were far from the car and used that as an excuse to get the kids out of the lake. (We didn’t really come equipped for the beach.)
The kids immediately claimed they were starving, so I uncharacteristically bought them two HUGE ice cream sandwiches. The kids polished them off like I hadn’t fed them in two years.
On the way back, the kids wanted to play in muddy puddles along the path. They were already a mess, so I figured what the heck. (In California, I didn’t mind the kids getting so dirty because I could throw the clothes immediately into our washer. In our apartment, all messes spread throughout our three rooms in 12 seconds.)
Seth made trail stew by mixing the mud from underneath into the puddles. Lael made a game of floating then retrieving the sticks.
Eventually, we headed back. Lael decided to splash through every single puddle while Seth dragged his “walking stick” through each one.
The rest of the day was pretty conventional, except for the bonus hour I played trying to defeat something that looked like a troll.