Happy Father's Day!

Err.. this came a bit late. But I had wanted to post it here so here goes :) This "card" I made for B especially for Father's Day is really something. We fought quite hard because of it. Weird huh?

I had been real excited when I was putting this card up together. B had prepared a "magical" dinner for me last mother's day that I felt I ought to reciprocate come father's day. Thus this concept was born.

During Baby Bolet's baptism I had made similar cards as "tent" markers on tables for the reception. They featured several of Baby's pictures from birth upto the day before his Baptism. Anyway, B loved the cards so much that he even kept some of them. I knew I would have to make him another one on some important occasion. What could be more important than Father's day? And it was his first yet. I'm quite strapped of cash at that time since the next day would be Baby's immunization sked but yet I was determined to make good use of whatever resources I have.

It took me almost two days to finish the card since I could hardly work on it when Bolo is around. It did not help that our computer's in the bedroom. I was also real busy at work at that time and so I really had a hard time trying to finish it on time. And imagine how heartbroken I was when after all the effort I did, Bolo and I only fought about it.

Actually, I complained of hunger when I got home. When he knew that the reason behind is that I was not able to eat lunch properly (I worked on the card), he kind of scolded me already. The fight started when he was trying to look for something in my bag. I was so concerned he would see the card and the little gift I bought for him and thus ruining the surprise. In my haste, I shouted at him not to touch my bag. He took it the wrong way, was so hurt by it and so the fight began. Inside I was nursing a hurt considering that for all the effort and my good intentions, it had all come to that. I guess he was also hurting, not understanding why I do not trust him enough or why I shouted at him in that manner. It took us all night and the following morning till we were able to patch things up. It wasn't until I showed him the card did he understand why I shouted at him. Thank God everything went on well still. Father's day was not exactly a blast but we enjoyed it just the same - dined out at the restaurant we frequent even before we got married, ordered some take out pizza (garlic and cheese and vege delight, of course hehehe) and had some quiet moments together . Happy Father's Day B. Thank you for being our son's father, friend, playmate, outdoor guide, travel and adventure initiator, AV operator (for his Barney, Nursery Rhymes and classical CD collections), hugger, kisser, greatest fan, and clown. Thank you for showing to me everyday how much you love our son. Luv u B.