Father's Day

Well, I made it through my second Father's Day on Sunday. I got a bit of a lie-in, followed by a lovely fry-up for breakfast. And pressies!

A book to read to Emily, called, appropriately "My Dad" (although I can't see the likeness - the Dad in the story is quite the chubby fellow....). Two audio CD's of comedy (The Mighty Boosh and Seinfeld), and a lovely silver frame with my girl in (the little one) for my desk in work. All topped off with a homemade card, background by Emily, and some illustration help from Maxie (although, again, slight mistake - 'me' in the card illustration a bit on the chubby side).

I'm enjoying the early year's of Father's Day, where I get mum-selected pressies, as I expect that in year's to come, I will be getting some Emily selected/made stuff, that I will have to say 'Ohh, lovely' and display proudly for an appropriate period of time. You know, the kind of 'executive toy' tat they keep with the boxer shorts in Marks and Spencer's. But, as you realize when you become a parent, it REALLY is the thought that counts.