Fathers Day arrived and we were still without the perfect gift. So a run to the store for stepping stone supplies was in order. However it was too late to have one ready in time and I had to work from 12-5. So instead of a simple unexciting IOU. Here' is what my 15 month old son gave his father for Fathers Day. In booklet form.

Hey Dad...we need to have a little talk. Man to man, Father to son, you get the idea.

So last year I gifted you a stepping stone kit. A little box of "Pas Japonais" (which I still don't get) regardless, the intent was good. Make you a stepping stone with my perfect little hand and/or foot displayed front and center. It came out of the kids craft section, in a pretty little box with images of perfectly made stepping stones and shiny rocks sitting in a little garden surrounded by flowers and butterflies.. Bullroar!! We saw how that turned out, it was a bust, sad little plaster casts that dried too fast and didn't serve our purpose at all.

Now.. we won't say Mom was wrong, because we both know that Mom is never wrong...we'll say she was mislead. Mislead by those evil wizards of advertising to believe that she could ignore what she knew to be a tried and true method (As proven years earlier by my big brothers) and try the 'kids craft' version.

So Dad... this year we do things my way...the smart way...the right way.

We're going to take this here cement mix from the hardware aisle NOT the craft section. We're going to add water and mix (not stir) mix...in a manly fashion.

There will be no heart shaped moulds, no butterfly imprints.

 I love you Dad but come on...we're men. So nothing 'pretty' or 'soft' in this project.  We copacetic?

copacetic, copasetic, copesetic, copesettic [ˌkəʊpəˈsɛtɪk]

adj

US and Canadian slang very good; excellent; completely satisfactory

Very satisfactory or acceptable; fine: "You had to be a good judge of what a man was like, and the English was copacetic" (John O'Hara).

Come on Dad keep up.

So we're going to put the cement into these.

Empty meat trays. Why? Because they are deep enough, they are rectangular and they had meat in them. What’s more manly than meat and cement?

Trucks you say?

 

 Motorcycles and cars?

okay Dad I'm only a year old I don't even get an allowance yet. So back to meat and cement. We mix and pour the cement into the aforementioned meat trays, I stomp..(okay okay Mom I place my foot and or hand firmly but gently) into the still wet cement, add a few rocks or bits of coloured glass and Voila! Perfection.

Happy Fathers Day