Son-of-a-wrek comes to me early.
He’s having a difficult Christmas shopping experience.
He’s not been real successful ever buying for the DIL.
I believe she really thinks it’s kinda funny watching him squirm leading up to all gift giving occasions.
But, this year it’s a bit harder. DIL is expecting twins. She’s gotten very large very quickly.
So no clothing items. No romantic gifts, like perfume, jewelry or lingerie. She might kill him outright, about that.
So we have been listening and planning. It’s decided. He wanted to buy her a new bed.
Problem is he can’t decide how to go about it all. He shopped and found 2 he thought might do.
We go to Texarkana to check them out.
Thank god we went. The 2 he chose were awful.
I sat him straight. The bed is purchased.
It’s a king size bed, at my urging. Soon to be 4 kids in their house. One stormy night and 4 kids will be in the bed with them. Go with a king size, I say.
I told him he better get her some king sz bedding. He agrees.
We go in a huge sporting goods store. I have something to look at. We separate at the door.
I go to check out. He’s already waiting by the exit. He had a huge bag in his hands.
We got to his truck and I ventured a peep in his bag.
Oh god,
A huge Camo colored comforter. And a different Camo-patterned king sz sheet set.
I ain’t got the strength to tell him the error of his ways.
He’s just gonna have to learn his lesson the hard way.
That boy ain’t right.
He has camo PJs. I guess he could hide from her.