Forever Gifts

As y’all might recall, with both boys celebrating birthdays in the month before Christmas we forgo the mess of toys and give them one nice item on their birthday that we hope they will have forever.  They have received house portraits, John Derian plates, mini oil paintings, sterling silver baby cutlery, professional portraits, Sugarboo Frames and bronzed baby shoes over the years. 

This year’s gift just might be the lamest one ever... they got Irish linen monogrammed handkerchiefs.  Yes, you read that right.  My children received hankies for their birthdays. 
  

You see, Daddy-O always always always carried a hankie.  And I remember many a time when he offered it over the years – from my sticky toddler hands to a sweaty ballet performance to a tear of joy on my wedding day.  And while I certainly hope the nose blowing will be left to the kleenex, I can’t imagine raising two Southern men without a good proper hankie to tuck in their pocket on special occasions.  Besides, who am I to argue with the fabulous Rhett Butler?!?!
 

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In all seriousness, they opened them, said their thank yous and proceeded to tear into the rest of their gifts from friends and family.  They know by  now to expect one strange gift on their birthdays.  One day they will thank me.  One day.
xoxo