Saturday, June 14, 2008

Operation Father's Day Present

Spoiler Alert: If your name is Darren and you sired a child with Christie and that child's name is Henry Finn, do not read any further. You promised you wouldn't read the blog until tomorrow morning after a night's rest. Weasel.

So, Darr hates gifts. Don't ask me how someone comes to be this way. We've been together for (Jesus!) nearly fifteen years and I still don't understand. Suffice it to say, this is a continuous argument because I LOVE gifts. I love, love, love gifts. Particularly giving gifts. At every opportunity, I'm shopping for one gift for somebody we know. I can't help myself. But for Darr's first Father's Day gift I wanted to find something to give that Henry could be involved with. This requirement is rather limiting considering Huck Finn is not even eight months old yet. And then, after a moment of My Kid Could Paint That inspiration, I figured out what to do. A Huck Finn original painting. The very first one.

To begin, it is necessary to prepare the workspace. This can be accomplished by taping down large sheets of scrapbook paper to the floor and stacking the supplies within reach.
Next, strip the artist baby to his skivvies. Make sure the room is the appropriate temperature to accommodate the nearly-naked baby.
Finally, let baby loose with paints. An adult must be present to ensure artist baby does not 1. consume any paint and b. crawl away from designated painting area.
Once the painting is dry, take it to a local frame shop and buy an appropriately sized frame for hanging.

4 comments:

B. E. Busby said...

Praise the Lord and pass the ammo -- it appears to the yellow on the "canvas" actually came from one of the washable, non-toxic colorant tubes (as opposed to yonder baby).

The Busbang empire (that's me, Betty and the not-so-little dawg) congratulate you on your first FD.

Amber said...

That is awesome. A true masterpiece. But more importantly... HE DOESN'T LIKE GIFTS? I've never heard of such a thing. Happy Father's Day, Darren!

P.S. That pregnant guy's from Oregon? I had no idea.

P.P.S. We're heading over to PoC this afternoon for some Father's Day goodness. Are you free?

Christie said...

Yeah, the gift thing I don't get. Could it be because he's Canadian?

P.S. I believe he resides somewhere by Bend or thereabouts.

P.P.S. We'd love to join you. Alas, we have a birthday party for Darr's nephew to attend. But, call first. PoC normally isn't open on Sundays. You can, however, get slices of their cake (at least the Chantilly) at the New Seasons down the street just past 13th on Tacoma.

P.P.P.S. Happy Father's Day to all pops!

Amelia's mommy. said...

I'm having a "why didn't I think of that" moment. Adorable. My nephew is so smart!