Monday, October 11, 2010

What we came up with

When it comes to gifts, Mr. Handsome is about impossible to shop for. He has distinct tastes, but he never lets on what they are. Me, on the other hand, I outline everything in detail, frequently mention my wish list, and even go so far as to grill the kids to make sure they understand everything.

But Saturday was Mr. Handsome’s birthday, not mine. His birthday is sandwiched between mine and Yo-Yo’s—mine 14 days before and Yo-Yo’s 14 days after. In this house, fall is otherwise known as Birthday Season.

Even though I knew I’d get nowhere, I still tried to pry some information out of the man. “What do you want for your birthday?” I asked.

“I don’t know.”

“Come on, hon. You’ve got to be a little more helpful than that. Do you want time alone to work on the barn? For us to go on a family outing? A certain tool?”

“I don’t know,” he repeated. “The kids could clean the barn, I guess.” And after a reflective pause he added, “Just don’t spend too much money. We don’t have much left after buying that camera of yours.”

So it wasn’t much to go on, but still, it was something. This is what we came up with.

1. Little Notes

I sat down with each of the kids and asked them what they liked best about their papa. The three older kids then wrote the notes in their best handwriting, and all of kids decorated the bits of paper.


They worked on them a little bit each day for a week and ended up with a grand total of about 20 notes.


Saturday morning, the Birthday Boy had to stay in bed while the kids scurried around the house (and upstairs and out to the barn and down to the basement) taping the notes in all the places Mr. Handsome was likely to go: on the back of the toilet, on his deodorant, on the steering wheel of his truck, on the air compressor, etc.


Then they waited for him at the bottom of the stairs...


and followed him around to watch him find the notes.


“Hey, guys,” I whispered to them. “Just act normal. Pretend you don’t know anything about the notes.”

But my kids don’t know how to act normal. The continued to employ the Cluster Method.

Mr. Handsome would read each note...


and them look at them and smile.


He told us later that it was his favorite thing about the whole day.

2. The Human Package

After breakfast, Mr. Handsome was ordered to the sofa. The rest of us relocated to the basement where I draped a sheet over the kids, stuck a push broom in Miss Beccaboo’s hand and smacked a ribbon on Yo-Yo’s head. They shuffle-footed into the house and stood before Mr. Handsome. And waited.


“I think you have to unwrap it,” I suggested pointedly to Mr. Handsome.

He pulled off the blanket to reveal three giggling kids and one theatrical boy who read from a scroll that sported a bunch of hieroglyphics, the gist of which was: we will clean the barn for you.


So they did ... for about thirty minutes. Then they gave up.

It was a nice gesture, though.

3. The Birthday Supper

He mentioned that he’d like meat for supper, perhaps spaghetti with sausage. So I made a huge pot of sauce with fat Italian sausages, loose sausage with onions, and meatballs. It was a veritable meat orgy.


And I didn’t cook any vegetables to go with the meal. Mr. Handsome eats his vegetables like a champ (not to mention a bunch of other weird creations), but they just aren’t his thing. I counted the green-free meal as one of my gifts.



4. Birthday Presents

The kids gave him their gifts: “spicy” (cinnamon) gum, “spicy” (barbecue) chips, Pringles, and a gift certificate to a bagel shop.


Yo-Yo played him a song on the piano.


Though it wasn't actually a song. He just played chords while reading a poem about getting older, bald heads, and middle age spread. (Ever since some people did a reading at church while piano music was playing in the background, Yo-Yo has been big into playing chords while reading scriptures or poetry.)

Then I gave Mr. Handsome my gift, an assortment of frozen food, all prepackaged and ready for his lunches. There were:


*pepperoni rolls (Recipe forthcoming, once I get it perfected. Sorry, Mr. Handsome. I gave you 16 unperfected pepperoni rolls. Plus, I forgot to take off the plastic wrapper thingamajiggy. Plus, I ate one of them so you really have only 15. Hope it’s not too much of an inconvenience.)
*containers of fruit salad
*bags of gorp
*molasses crinkles


Oh yes, and two pounds of precooked bacon strips since he is such a bacon freak.

(My one, non-food gift was a year’s subscription to Newsweek.)

5. The Tussle

Then the kids jumped on their papa.


They tickled him.


They knocked the lamp over.


And they drug him away.


It was an unplanned attack, but it may become a tradition. You know, a show-us-your-stuff test to see how decrepit you've become (or not become).

However, I think he’s pretty much guaranteed to get his butt whupped from here on out, regardless of his strength. The kids are gaining on him and there’s nothing he can do about that. Especially once The Baby Nickel gets a couple years older and a couple pounds heavier. Then there is no hope for Mr. Handsome whatsoever. The Baby Nickel moves like a wrecking ball.

This same time, years previous: anticipating the mothballs, potential

11 comments:

  1. I want to come live at your house.

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  2. Awww, what a lovely homemade birthday celebration for Mr. Handsome. No cake??

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  3. My husband's birthday was yesterday and my 13-year-old gave him the perfect gift: he took the auxiliary hard drive my husband had purchased over a year ago but never used (to back up our computers) and backed everything up for him. Then he put it back in the original packaging and wrapped it up.

    Really - best gift ever - it was really weighing on Larry that he hadn't backed up the computers.

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  4. Mama Pea, No cake. Just two pies (one apple and the other red raspberry-rhubarb-blueberry) and sour cream ice cream.

    Suburban Correspondent, That IS a great present. Mr. Handsome read your comment and said so himself!

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  5. You didn't mention the 8:00 call from me to come lift our new stove into place! (As I said to him, though, "At least I had the decency to wait until 8.")

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  6. how creative! I'm so inspired now because yeah, my husband can be the same way about gifts.
    Really wonderful celebration you all created.

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  7. My husband's b'day is in three weeks - this is so amazing! Love all you guys did!

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  8. Happy Birthday, Mr. Handsome! Looks like it was a wonderful day.

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  9. I liked the play by play, the pictures caught the theatrics so well(must be the camera?!;) and sounded like good fun.

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  10. Happy Birthday! A little late of course, but we were thinking of you. Pat, Tom, Bri, and Alex were here and we missed you at the backyard bonfire. I loved the birthday ideas! We'll have to incorporate some of them to go along with the dandelion "red carpet" the kids made through the house for Rob to find his birthday present last year.

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