The best presents ever

Graham successfully survived his first day of being 5. He truly had a wonderful day. I might even venture to say that it was perfect through his eyes. Frankly, I don't know how it could have been any better. He woke up to find everyone clamoring about his birthday and it continued throughout the day. He even got to open one present before he left for school. This was a new pair of aviator skechers (tennis shoes for those us in the not so cool crowd). I know what you must be thinking. How exciting can that be? Well, to my boy, it was the one of two things that he had to get to have the perfect 5 year old birthday.

Do you want to know what the other thing he wanted was?

Well do you?

Underwear!

There I said it. My five year old son, my own flesh and blood, mini me, the minor Dudely, wanted new underwear for his birthday. Yes, you heard me. One of the two things he had to have was new underwear.

There you go. Graham wanted shoes and underwear for his birthday.

If we go back in time a few days ago when I was at Dilliards buying these two items, I kept feeling more and more sorry for him. I couldn't help myself. He had to have toys on his birthday. So, what did I do? You betcha, I went slightly psychotic and bought Walmart out of toys. I bought him cars and legos and action figures that shot plastic missiles. I fit as much little boy testosterone as I could fit into the cart.

So, what happened?

Well, he is proudly wearing his new underwear and shoes.
T
he other stuff is mostly still in the boxes.

See what I know.

Purpii are complicated - like women - but that is a story for another day.