My kids have an incredible dad. A dad who wakes up at 5 in the morning so he can come home early to hang out with them, who will wrestle with them for hours, who makes the outdoors magical, who will read and make up stories, a dad who not only loves them with everything he has, he really really likes them.
So we went out last Thursday and bought him a grill for fathers day. We wrapped it up (doesn't it look so pretty) and then the kids started adding all homemade presents to the top of the box. When Michael came home there was pictures, a sword, another small box, and two bags of mixed nuts in zip lock bags all for him.