My Sista, Julian, Nora and I went to our mom & dad's farm this weekend for a visit. We had a great time. Their satellite TV was not working, and that turned out to be a good thing as we spent the evening looking through old photo albums while enjoying a lovely bottle of wine. We discovered a sweet little keepsake book that mom had put together when my brother was a baby. I was reading through the flower delivery cards mom had received in the hospital. They were of the usual just-had-a-baby variety: "Congratulations!" "Lot's of love..." "It's a boy!" etc. Until I came across the one from my dad. It's so sweet that he had flowers delivered to her, and I couldn't help picture him ordering them over the phone (young, excited... slightly nervous):
Dad: "Uh, yah... hi. I would like to order some flowers."
Flower Lady: "Wonderful sir, I will make out the card for you, what would you like it to say?"
(Keep in mind I can hear my dad blush when I say "I love you" over the phone... there is usually a long pause on the other end of the line, then he says: "Um, yah... same here, bye.")
Dad: "Um... Thanks for... the son."
Flower Lady: "And, who shall I sign it from?"
Awww... love you daddy.