They're not weird in a bad way. They just have some...interesting ideas about things. And they're a little out of touch with kids. So, here's what happened last night. My older son and I get back from Cub Scouts, and my in-laws are there. My Father in Law says to my son, "You know, I have something for you." My son looked excited, and I could see the wheels turning - the kid was thinking, "What could it be? A toy? A book? A new Rubik's cube?" My in-laws don't typically give the kids gifts. They don't recognize birthdays, and for Christmas they usually just send us a gift certificate to a restaurant for our family. So this seemed like a special treat. My father-in-law motions for my son to come closer. My son grins in anticipation.
My father-in-law presented him with a photo of a wild turkey:

Apparently, this wild turkey had made a habit of wandering into my in-laws' yard, so they took a series of photos. Which they had then printed out on their ink jet printer (on regular printer paper). They had three different shots: one for each of our three kids. And the kids got to CHOOSE which turkey photo they'd get! Oooooh!
I have to say, I admired the way my son handled it. He looked a little confused, but then quietly chose a photo, thanked his grandparents and said he was going to his room to read.
Wild turkey photos, y'all.


11 comments:
You know, I had a teacher for one semester in fifth grade and she gave us rubber bands whenever we 'did something good.' Rubber bands!
The reason I only had her one semester? Apparently she burned all of her grade books, gave everyone incompletes and was taken away. They told us her 'bucket of emotion had overflowed.'
Just something to think about.
Well, that's uh, interesting.
That gave me a really good laugh! How did the kids react? I can only imagine how brutally honest Trenton would have been lol!!
From what I've heard, I'm just glad the turkey was alive in the photos. Not slaughtered and splayed for the enjoyment of young eyes.
Really makes me wonder what kind of effed up gifts your husband got as a child. Old tv guides? Melted crayons? Horehound candy? Wool socks?
um, let's see. How do I put this. I DO NOT WANT ONE OF THOSE FOR MY BIRTHDAY.
NOV 17.
MY BIRTHDAY.
NOV 17.
Hey....remember that post about those sugar cookies? That was SUCH a good post.
NOV 17.
Golly gee. I SO wish I was part of THAT family growing up. Sounds like a laugh a minute.
Shoot. Where I grew up, a bottle of Wild Turkey at sixteen was pretty much a rite of passage.
This is kind of like that, right?
my husband's parents give similar odd gifts - mostly they give my son books - like 2 written by Bill O'Reilly and one by Glenn Beck ----- uh, thanks. I make my son read them as punishment :D
My kids would be fairly excited about that.
That is odd! Creative... but odd.
Damn your kids are lucky!
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