Wednesday, May 31, 2017
Happy Birthday, Son of Mine
I think it's fair to say that kids don't appreciate a hand-made card nearly as much as parents appreciate those made by their children. I have leapt to this conclusion based on the fact that I have a memory box full of cards made by my sons and presented to me on my birthday or Mother's Day. Reid was relegating this one to the recycling bin. I toiled, toiled!, over this sheet of notebook paper with various colored Sharpies for maybe five minutes. I suspect going out for a birthday dinner tonight will be better received. Almost as much as the cash.