Father’s day.
Scribbled down on June 17th, 2007 by she
Posted in Friends & Family
A few night ago the hubby and I were discussing how much the advertizing surrounding Father’s day has changed. While we always remember the spurt of advertizing the surrounded Mother’s day, it’s only in recent years that there’s been a noticable push on TV to buy “that perfect gift” for dad on Father’s day. Sure, hardware stores always suggested purchasing “the new shiny toy” for dad, but now it seems that just about everyone has gotten into the mix.
I’m not bemoaning buying dad’s a gift – they deserve recognition – but there’s something to be said for the home made cards, presents, and ugly ties that we gave our dad’s as children. No matter how silly they were, our dads always wore those ties (at least for one day) to show us just how much they loved us. Rather than hurting our feelings by burning the ties in the firepit – they wore them publically at least one day a year.
What dads need – and what we all need in the end – is to be told just how much we love and appreciate them. They need to know the impact they’ve had on our lives and how they’ve helped form us into the adults we’ve become. Material gifts can be forgotten over time, but we never forget how people make us feel.
And that goes for mothers as well.
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June 17th, 2007 at 5:23 pm
The kids AND I made The Tour Manager homemade cards this year. And we bought him a graphic novel he’d wanted. A lot. (in fact, he’d told me to order it from Amazon yesterday. I just arched an eyebrow and made a funny face, like I didn’t want to. Which I didn’t. For obvious reasons.)
I think it’s more meaningful than just some random thing, just because.
Likewise, I didn’t get a Mother’s Day present. Instead, the four of us went biking on one of our favorite rail-trails. And then we went out for pizza for dinner.