I’m a terrible person. This past year I’ve forgotten my brother’s birthday, my mother’s birthday and my parents anniversary. In my defense, I usually forget my own birthday until a few hours before. Keeping track of dates is not my thing. So when my mother reminded me that Father’s Day is just around the corner, I knew I had to get him something.
When I was little, I used to give my dad coupon books. They were full of “1 free hug” or “I’ll take Dishwasher Duty” offers. I made them out of construction paper, yarn and crayons. He still has one I made in his keepsake drawer.
For this year, I rounded up a couple of gift ideas for Father’s Day.
For the Dapper Dad- His favorite collared shirt.
For the Coffee Drinker – His favorite mug.
For the Golfer – Personalized tees.
For the Sentimental Dad – A Photobox.
If you can’t think of a gift or just don’t have the time to shop, write him a letter. Mow the yard for him. Actions sometimes speak louder than words.