One Lucky Dad

Who is the luckiest (and best) dad in the world? Well, the Waffle, of course! In our family, we think he's top notch. This year for Father's Day, he told me exactly what he wanted. It was a modest purchase, some stacking tool box thingy that unfolded the way a tackle box does. Ok. Whatever. If it's what he wants, I guess it's what he gets, right? It was a little exciting for the kids, since I had been driving around with it in the trunk of my car for two days at the Waffle still hadn't noticed. Oh, the giggles over one little secret!

On Father's Day, I got up earlier than him, made coffee and waffles for breakfast (yes, I said waffles). This, as many of you know, is a gift in and of itself, since I never cook breakfast in our house. That's the Waffle's job. Turns out, Mallory was sick, so Hayden and dad went to church without us girls. We grilled out for lunch and the rest of the afternoon was like any other Sunday. Pretty boring, huh?

Well, that's because the exciting part of Father's Day 2009 actually came two days later.

I got home from work on Tuesday and there was a message on the machine. I checked the caller ID - the number showed Abuelo's (a Mexican restaurant in Indianapolis). Must be a marketing call or something, right?

Well, yes, right, but also wrong!

You see, a few weeks ago, we took the kids to Kings Island for a few days. On the way home, we stopped at Abuelo's. While we were there, Hayden entered Brett in a Father's Day giveaway. It was for a grill and some utensils. The entry form asked for all the usual - name, address, phone #, email address - you know, all the ways companies gather marketing info, right?

Turns out they actually gave away the grill, too! To the Waffle! I couldn't believe my ears when I was listening to the message. Then I called the kids in the room and played it again. Hayden's face was all smiles - ear to ear. He couldn't wait until the Waffle got home so he could tell him - he kept going to the back window, watching for him to pull in.

Needless to say, the Waffle was pretty pleased with this bigger and better Father's Day present, even though it was a few days late (and not really what he asked for).

I must say, though, it was so very inconvenient for us to have to drive down and eat there again tonight when we picked it up!

Steaks anyone?