:biggrin: Let me start with last Sunday was my youngest granddaughters birthday. She turned 2.
She is my son-in -laws, parents only grandchild. I have 7 grandchildren.
For her birthday they bought her among other things a Mercedes battery operated toy SUV car.
My wife bought her a couple of cute dresses and tops..
I took one of the Holiday popcorn gift canisters, the metal ones with the nice snowy cabin scenery on it, and I attached a red ribbon with a bow on it long enough to put over her shoulder. Then I took it and a wooden spoon and put it in a pretty birthday gift bag.
When it came time to open the presents and they finally got to mine My daughter looked at it, looked at me, and gave me that "I could kill you" look.
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The party progressed and finally broke up with everybody fed like they do. We said our goodbyes and headed home. We had been home about 15 minutes when the phone rings. My wife answered it and goes "Yes He's here" its your daughter.
All you hear in the back ground is BANG BANG BANG. DAD! she hasn't stopped beating on that d**n thing for the last 20 minutes. Of all the toys she got thats the only one she will play with.
Oh I am in the dog house now.....heheheh
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She is my son-in -laws, parents only grandchild. I have 7 grandchildren.
For her birthday they bought her among other things a Mercedes battery operated toy SUV car.
My wife bought her a couple of cute dresses and tops..
I took one of the Holiday popcorn gift canisters, the metal ones with the nice snowy cabin scenery on it, and I attached a red ribbon with a bow on it long enough to put over her shoulder. Then I took it and a wooden spoon and put it in a pretty birthday gift bag.
When it came time to open the presents and they finally got to mine My daughter looked at it, looked at me, and gave me that "I could kill you" look.
:biggrin::biggrin::biggrin:
The party progressed and finally broke up with everybody fed like they do. We said our goodbyes and headed home. We had been home about 15 minutes when the phone rings. My wife answered it and goes "Yes He's here" its your daughter.
All you hear in the back ground is BANG BANG BANG. DAD! she hasn't stopped beating on that d**n thing for the last 20 minutes. Of all the toys she got thats the only one she will play with.
Oh I am in the dog house now.....heheheh
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